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Prayer for a forest morning in fall

I sit in a cathedral of trees and ask the blessing of all living things surrounding me.
Watch over me from morning’s first light until the dark of night. Watch over me from twilight’s purple cloak until the pink of dawn’s graceful dance.

I ask the protection of nine sights and sounds from my chair:
Of the call of the acorn woodpecker
To the upside down hunt of a nuthatch
To the flip of the grey squirrel’s plush tail
To the delicate walk of a doe and her fawn
From the complaint of the Stellar’s jay
From the flight of the mourning cloak butterfly
From the call of the winds singing in the pines
From the buzz of the gnat in my ear
From the dance of the incense cedar before me.
I ask the protection of the forest and the open eyes and ears to learn the lessons of this day.

Prayer for an early fall morning

I sit on the mountain caressed by a breeze fragrant with pine and I ask the blessing of the morning sunshine until the long purple twilight until the full moon lights the pine forest.

I ask the protection of the nine joys of the forest:
The fragrance of vanilla Jeffrey pines
The tap of the woodpecker
The squawk of a Stellar jay
The grace of the long brown grass
The joyful yellow of the flowers of the rabbit brush
The trill of a tree frog
The buzz of the evening crickets
The dance of the oak trees
The whooshing of the trees in the wind
I thank the woods for the protection of the day and of the night from rising of the sun to the setting of the full moon

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Brighid watch over us

May your flame light our way

Through the night

Through the storms

Through our tears

May your waters sooth and heal

Heal our hearts,

Heal our bodies,

Heal our minds.

May your forge make us strong

Strong enough to fight what needs to be fought

Strong enough to accept what can’t be

Strong enough to stand under the burdens we accept

Brighid, we burn your flame

We drink from your well

We are strong when we are weak because we have your blessing

We drink from your well to be healed

We walk in the mist following your footsteps.

We carry your flame with us and give to all who need it.

Brighid, we are your flames in the world.

Kat

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Prayer for a Fall morning

As I walk through the early morning I ask the blessing of the day

From the beauty of nature to surround me and protect me:

Softness of spider’s web

Flight of a hummingbird

Cry of a new born baby

Sunlight on liquidamber trees

Flexibility of tall grasses

Scold of a squirrel

Breezes from the east

Gaze of a watchful cat

Gatherings of clouds

Be with me all this day to twilight

To night and to dawn tomorrow.

Goddess of the Day fallout

If you have been following my blog for the last few months, you can see I’ve been putting up a Goddess of the Day post. Sometimes it’s famous people I admire. Sometimes it’s a statue I like, sometimes it’s people I love because as far as I’m concerned all women, of all ages are goddesses.

I’ve been doing it on my Facebook page too and I’ve gotten a lot of feedback, all good from pagan friends and a lot of my Christian friend too except for a couple. Those few haven’t said anything but they seem to feel they need to combat my evil influence on their News Feed because within five minutes of the Goddess of the Day being posted they start putting up Jesus posts. I’m not sure if this is directed at me or if they don’t understand how the News Feed works. I’m not sure they know that the stuff I post appears on their News Feed but unless you reply or “like” something it doesn’t appear on your friends pages unless they are also a friend because, hevens forbid, your friends might find out you know a pagan.

I tested it on the ones that do it and even if I vary the time, if they are home, it appears like clockwork.  This morning it was a picture of Jesus on someone’s front lawn beckoning to come in.  Because of who they are if I hide their posts I might miss something else that I need to know but sometimes it’s amusing and sometimes I just want to say, “Enough! If I wanted to be a Christian, I never would have high tailed it out of there.”

Once you leave the fold some people are convinced you know nothing about Christianity, like you have a had a mind wipe so if I quote scripture back at them, they freak out. Seriously??  I had over 20 years of Presbyterian Sunday School starting at 2 years of age. And Presbyterians emphasize critical thinking about topics. That used to get me in a lot of trouble until I questioned myself write out of there. Want to piss off someone Bible thumping and then telling you even the devil can quote scripture? Tell them they are quoting Shakespeare’s “Merchant of Venice Act I Scene 3” and watch them sputter. It’s great fun.

Anyway, for the moment I’m amused, but now that I’ve tested my theory, I’m getting a bit annoyed and may hide them anyway.

A prayer for slightly silly fall morning – because it feels like Fall is here

A prayer to the morning beings of my neighborhood

Bless me as I go my way this day until the fall of night.

The low tok tok tok greeting of the raven from the top of the transformer

The mocking of the car alarms of a mockingbird

The suicide run of the spring born squirrel across the quiet street

The sleepy ramble of the opossum for shelter from the coming heat

The scolding of the male hummingbird as I cross under him

The buzz of the heavy carpenter bee lumbering to the roses

The trail of the night wandering snail across the walkway

The softness of the spider’s web as it crosses my face as I leave the gate

The farewell of the garden gnomes and cats from the yard

Be with me from early dawn to twilight’s fall

and through the dark of night.

An evening prayer

Lavender and deep violet veil the mountains as night falls.
A benediction on a day of work
Spirits ease as shadows fall
As muscles relax
As birds settle in for the night murmuring to themselves
As a cricket scrapes slowly in a low chirp
As breezes calm and night gently falls
As petals fold in to the flowers for protection as the sun sets
May we be ready to rest
To breathe deeply
To release the sigh of care from a tiring day
We watch the cat stretch and we relax some more
We ask for peace through the night
We ask for untroubled sleep
We give thanks for passing through another day
We breathe out and ask for strength for the next day
We ask for the will to meet it with a calm face
We ask for peace.