Happy Imbolc my good people! Here is a prayer to Brigid collected in the Hebrides of Scotland. Translated here from Scots-Gaelic, found in the compendium known as the Carmina Gadelica, collected by Alexander Carmichael. May we feel the protection of Brigid as we look hopefully to coming germination of the seeds and the return of the milk, even as we still find gratitude for the lessons of the winter. Each day and each night That I say the Descent of Brigit, I shall not be slain, I shall not be sworded, I shall not be put in cell, I shall not be hewn, I shall not be riven, I shall not be anguished, I shall not be wounded, I shall not be ravaged I shall not be blinded I shall not be made naked, I shall not be left bare, Nor will Christ leave me forgotten Nor fire shall burn me, Nor sun shall burn me, Nor moon shall blanche me. Nor water shall drown me Nor flood shall drown me Nor brine shall drown me Nor seed of fairy host shall lift me Nor seed of airy host shall lift me Nor earthly being destroy me I am under the shielding Of good Brigit each day; I am under the shielding Of good Brigit each night. I am under the keeping Of the nurse of Mary Each early and late, Every dark, every light. Brigit is my comrade-woman, Brigit is my maker of song, Brigit is my helping-woman, My choicest of women, my guide.
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