Healing Ritual

This ritual poem was written for a friend (lecanis) in hopes that it will make her and her son healthier and happier. May the Goddess smile on them, always.

A clap, a spark, a flame started
drawing to us the Healing Goddess
her eyes burning with love and passion
Piercing all our ills and sadness

A step, a flame, a glowing fire
ringing songs of The Exalted One
her fiery hair dancing wild and free
brushing away the cold and darkness

A dance, a fire, a raging bonfire
chanting tales of our beloved Brighid
her gentle blessing of warmth and healing
Curing us of sicknesses and troubles

A night, a bonfire, an eternal light
warming our hearts, our Fairest Lady
her embrace ever so strong and loving
Protecting us from all harm and worries

I am

Dreams of Dreams, different, entwined
Of pasted illusions I cannot remember
Of paths before yet to be revealed
I dance upon shifting sands, releasing, becoming

A fool on a path of fools, seeking, stirring
The promise of something great, I yet to comprehend
Something I once was and will be
A truth shining through illusions of reality

Sometimes I remember and hence divine
Sometimes I forget and hence alone
But for now, between two breaths
I sense, I feel, I am

The pagan holy book

I was once asked for prove of faith
Ancient writings to show our ways
Teachings passed down by long forgotten saints

Back then I was unable to answer the challenge
Shallow was my knowledge and wisdom shared little grace
Shame hit hard and flushed my face

Now I will smile and spread my arms
And invite fellow seekers to listen with me
To the ancient wisdom echoing in the winds