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30 days of Devotion – Brighid – day 7

  1. Names and epithets

Brighid has many names

Brighid

Brigit

St Brigit

Bride

Brig

Brighde

Fraid (Wales)

Brigitta ( Belgium)

Breo-Saighit, (Gaul)

Mary of the Gaels

Brighid nam Bratta – Brighid of the Mantles

Brighid Muirghin na tuinne – Conception of the Waves

Brighid Sluagh – spirit of the dead or immortal host

Brighid Binne Bheul Ihuchd nan trusganan uainne – Brighid of the green mantles

Brighid-nan-sitheachseang – Brighid of the Slim Fairy Folk;

She is also sometimes associated with Brigantia,

It also is related to the word Bright which makes sense when you think of her flame aspect.

I’d give footnotes if I remembered where I had learned these although some are from Steve Blamires “Little Book of Great Enchantment. Writings of Willaim Sharp/Fiona MacLeod, On kindle at: http://smile.amazon.com/Little-Book-Great-Enchantment-ebook/dp/B0046REKVI/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&sr=8-1&qid=1429208889

Poetry month – Knot of Isis

At the end of the universe
A blood red cord
Binds life to death and will to destiny
Let the knot of that red sash
Bind us together
Cradling our hips and weaving all our dreams.

(Chours) We are the knot where the whole world meets
Red magic passes through our veins
Magic of magic
Spirit of spirit
We are the power of Isis

We are bound mind to mind
We are bound heart to heart
Heaven in one hand
Earth in the other
We will walk in harmony

(Chorus)

Give us not consolation
Give us Magic!
Give us the spell of living well
Give us Magic!

Chorus and
We are the power of Isis
We are the power of Isis
We are the power of Isis

Original translation from the Book of going forth – Normandy Ellis

Poetry Month – Isis Rising II

Isis Rising II

 

I am Isis

I am Isis

I am Isis Rising

Hidden power of the Sun

Magic I am

Compassion I am

Isis shining fills the Sky

Joy I am

Dancing I am

Behold the excellent Sistrum Bearer!

I am Isis, Mighty One.

I am Isis

I am Hathor

I am Hathor rising

Serpent power of the Sun

Cobra I am

Fire I am

Hathor splendor fills the Sky

Joy I am

Dancing I am

Behold the excellent Sistrum Bearer!

I am Hathor, Cow-eared one.

I am Isis

I am Hathor

I am Hathor

I am Sekhmet

I am Sekhmet rising

Cobra power of the Sun

Fierce I am

Fire I am

Sekhmet blazing fills the Sky

Destruction I am

Creation I am

Behold the excellent Sistrum Bearer!

I am Sekhmet, Powerful One.

I am Hathor

I am Sekhmet

I am Sekhmet lapping

Do not annoy the Lady of Flame

Rage I am

Sleep I am

Sekhmet drinking slakes Her thirst

Waling I am

Dancing I am

Behold the excellent Sistrum Brearer!

I am Sekhmet, Lioness One.

I am Sekhmet

I am Bastet

I am Bastet purring

Joy I am

Dancing I am

Bastet sunshine fills our homes

Gentle I am

Protecting I am

Behold the excellet Sistrum Bearer!

I am Ba-Ast, Soul of Isis.

I am Bastet

I am Nebhet

I am Nebhet rising

Secret power of the Sun

Mouring I am

Compassion I am

Nebhet dawning fills the Sky

Singing I am

Dancing I am

Behold the excellent Sistrum Bearer!

I am Nepthys. Isister.

I am Nebhet

I am Aset

I am Aset rising

Hidden power of the Sun

Magic I am

Compassion I am

Aset shining fills the Sky

Joy I am

Dancing I am

Behold the excellent Sistrum Bearer!

I am Aset, Might One.

I am Isis

I am Nephthys

I am Hathor

I am Sekhmet

I am Bastet

I am Nebhet

I am asset

I am Isis

Behold the excellent Sistrum Bearer!

I am Isis rising.

Laura Janesdaughter

30 Days of Devotion – Brighid

  1. Other related deities and entities associated with this deity

Well, there really aren’t any related deities that I can think of. The Celtic heroes and deities pretty much stand on their own. There are other healing deities and other smithing deities, (those are almost exclusively male) and I suppose other deities of inspiration but not any others that do all, so no there aren’t any.

So that being said, I guess her Flame is an entity of a sort, so I offer this:

I was born as I flew from the flint down through the air into the straw in a bowl many hundreds of years ago. The bowl was carried by a woman to a lamp and I have been tended by women ever since, a constant parade of ever changing and ever the same women, always 19 at a time.

Women of all sizes and shapes, at first they were mostly women with red hair like my flame or hair dark as the soot I leave behind or hair as grey as ash. I burned year after year tended by these 19 women but every 20 days and I was left alone. Then I was tended by the Goddess who seemed as ever changing as the women. Sometimes she was young as a spring lamb and as fresh as dew chanting poetry and singing as she kept watch. Sometimes she was older and had muscles and would come in blackened and sooty and smelling of iron and sweat. Sometimes she was much older and came in smelling of flowers and leaves and had a peace in her face as she tended me that soothed my fiery spirit.

It went for years like this first tended by women robed in white or green who sang to their Goddess and of the people they prayed for and much later the women changed to a somber black robe and were swathed in cloth and only their faces and their hands were visible to me. They sang different songs. Songs that didn’t always seem to be about their Goddess but the Goddess still came. She used to wink at me and tell me stories. She said they didn’t always know who she was anymore but she loved that they still faithfully tended her.

Then the men came, men in steel like the Goddess smelled of, men reeking of hate and with ugly looks on their faces and they tried to douse me with water and leave me as a steaming and cold thing. They didn’t know that the women had taken a gift from me and hidden me in a lantern and took me in a boat over the water. I burned and burned in that new land for hundreds of years and then, not so long ago more women brought me home and I am tended again in this place near a well, ever tended by women but now every once in a while a candle dips into me and I’m taken to a new lamp or a new candle or even sometimes a radiant and lovely bonfire and I am tended by new people. People of all colours and races, people whose faces shine back at me all over the world and not just women but men too. People whose face shines with love for their Goddess or saint, people who pray for other people to be well and strong or whole in what ever way that needs to be even if well and whole means a quiet ending.

And every twenty days my Goddess, Brighid returns to me. Telling me stories and smelling of herbs or of hard work before she goes out again into the world and the people she loves and I shine in many places, on many hearths and I shine for my eternal Goddess.

This story is also available in my book The Heart Town Witch and Other Stories.

30 Days of Devotion – Brighid

  1. Members of the family – genealogical connections

Well, technically, this is the genealogy  of Brighid:

Pagan version:

Every day and every night that I say the genealogy of Brighid

I shall not be killed

I shall not be harmed

I shall not be put into a cell

I shall not be wounded

No fire, no sun, no moon shall burn me

No lake, no water, no sea shall drown me.

For I am the child of Poetry,

Poetry, child of Reflection,

Reflection, child of Meditation,

Meditation, child of Lore,

Lore, child of Research,

Research, child of Great Knowledge,

Great Knowledge, child of Intelligence,

Intelligence, child of Comprehension,

Comprehension, child of Wisdom,

Wisdom, child of Brighid.

Carmina Gaedelica edited by Lunea Weatherstone

Christian version

SLOINNEADH na Ban-naomh Bride,

Lasair dhealrach oir, muime chorr Chriosda.

Bride nighinn Dughaill duinn,

Mhic Aoidh, mhic Airt, nitric Cuinn,

Mhic Crearair, mhic Cis, mhic Carmaig, mhic Carruinn.

Gach la agus gach oidhche

Ni mi sloinntireachd air Bride,

Cha mharbhar mi, cha spuillear mi,

Cha charcar mi, cha chiurar mi,

Cha mhu dh’ fhagas Criosd an dearmad mi.

Cha loisg teine, grian, no gealach mi,

Cha bhath luin, li, no sala mi,

Cha reub saighid sithich, no sibhich mi,

Is mi fo chomaraig mo Naomh Muire

Is i mo chaomh mhuime Bride.

THE genealogy of the holy maiden Bride,

Radiant flame of gold, noble foster-mother of Christ,

Bride the daughter of Dugall the brown,

Son of Aodh, son of Art, son of Conn,

Son of Crearar, son of Cis, son of Carina, son of Carruin.

Every day and every night

That I say the genealogy of Bride,

I shall not be killed, I shall not be harried,

I shall not be put in cell, I shall not be, wounded,

Neither shall Christ leave me in forgetfulness.

No fire, no sun, no moon shall burn me,

No lake, no water, nor sea shall drown mc,

No arrow of fairy nor dart of fay shall wound me,

And I under the protection of my Holy Mary,

And my gentle foster-mother is my beloved Bride.

Or another version, obviously not Christian

GENEALOGY OF BRIGIT
The genealogy of the holy maiden Brigit,
Radiant arrow of flame, noble foster-mother of gods,
Brigit the daughter of the Dagda,
Dagda the Good God, the son of Ethlinn,
Ethlinn the daughter of Balor,
Balor the king of the Fomoire.
Every day and every night
That I say the genealogy of Brigit,
I shall not be killed, I shall not be injured,
I shall not be enchanted, I shall not be cursed,
Neither shall my power leave me.
No earth, no sod, no turf shall cover me,
No fire, no sun, no moon shall burn me,
No water, no lake, no sea shall drown me,
No air, no wind, no vapour shall sicken me,
No glamour out of Faery shall o’ertake me,
And I under the protection of the holy maiden,
My gentle foster-mother, my beloved Brigit.

Sloinneadh na Ban-naomh Bride,
Lasair dhealrach oir, muime chorr Chriosda.
Bride nighinn Dughaill duinn,
Mhic Aoidh, mhic Airt, mhic Cuinn,
Mhic Crearair, mhic Cis, mhic Carmaig, mhic Carruinn.
Gach la agus gach oidhche
Ni mi sloinntireachd air Bride,
Cha mharbhar mi, cha spuillear mi,
Cha charcar mi, cha chiurar mi,
Cha mhu dh’ fhagas Criosd an dearmad mi.
Cha loisg teine, grian, no gealach mi,
Cha bhath luin, li, no sala mi,
Cha reub saighid sithich, no sibhich mi,
Is mi fo chomaraig mo Naomh Muire
Is i mo chaomh mhuime Bride.

30 days of Devotion – Brighid

Day 4 is for favourite myths or stories – This isn’t really a myth but it is a story about what we do:

People who are new to this blog may have noticed a weird thing that appears on my blog every 20 days. Well, every 20 days when I remember to do it online.

The flame is an ancient tradition thought to date back to the 6th century. It is an eternal flame kept in Kildare Ireland. Originally dedicated to the Goddess Brighid (Brigid) by 19 priestesses and on the 20th day the flame was said to be kept by Brighid herself. At the coming of the Christian Era the Church couldn’t beat the worship of the Goddess so they created the saint Brigid and at Kildare the flame continued to be tended by 19 nuns. The Archibishop of London ordered it put out in 1220 but was unsuccessful but King Henry VIII was successful in driving it underground. The flame was kept in Norway by Norwegian Brigantine Sisters until it was brought back to Kildare in Ireland in 1993 at the opening of a conference on peace and justice. Since then it has been tended in Kildare by Brigidine Sisters at their centre called Solas Bhride.

A new tradition was born however on that same day in Canada by a group called Daughters of the Flame. The flame is tended at hearths around the world every 20 days. I belong to a group called Ord Brighideach who are Flamekeepers who are pagan. There is another group for Christians who follow the saint. The Flame is kept by cells of 19 people who take a shift every 20 days of flame keeping. This doesn’t mean they don’t keep the flame on other days just that they promise to do it on their given day.

What is Flamekeeping? It is a day where at least some of it is dedicated to honouring the healing aspect of Brighid as well as her other aspects of inspiration metal craft. Everyone has their own ways of flamekeeping. One is supposed to devote some or all of the day to prayer/mediation/ritual or contemplation. Some Flamekeepers do it with only a real physical flame. Some use a digital flame and some use a combination of both. I do both since I can’t light a candle in the car or at work. If I light it on my blog I know that flame will stay lit and it’s also a lot safer in an earthquake. At home I use a glass novena candle.

Most of us use candles that at some point in their history have been touched by a candle that was lit from the original flame in Kildare but it really isn’t necessary if you really want to do it. Our group with in the Temple of Isis was the largest group outside of Ireland allegedly at one point but that’s because we’re all in one place. And I think all the Flamekeepers were all ordained to the goddess Brighid as part of their ordination. Most of the TOILA women were ordained to at least 3 goddesses but not all.  Most Flamekeepers are solitary and spread all over the world. Most Flamekeepers are women but there are cells that are co-ed and one that is male only. The rest are women only.

So when I say I’m adding you to my Flamekeeper list I’m adding you the group I send energy as I keep the flame and I do it as necessary not just my day.

If you would like to join Ord Brighideach here is the link to the website: http://www.ordbrighideach.org/raven/

There are FAQs there that explain more. I’m in Cill Elder, 3rd shift.

30 Days of Devotion – Brighid

  1. Symbols and icons of this deity

There are also others such as red and white spotted cows, one ear has to be red.

100183_1000 Her three faces

100618_600 Her flame

164213_600 Art by Joanne Colbert

529877_1000 waters and wells

unnamed (4) Smithcraft

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unnamed (2) Her crosses, both three the alleged one prior to Christianity and the one with four, after she was named a saint