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Evocation to the Morrigan (1/16/2018)

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Morrigan
Dark triple Goddess, you who make men nervous with your commanding nature,
Endlessly admired by women, powerful Celtic Queen of fate.
You who are worshiped before and upon the field of battle, and can turn the tide of war with a wave of your hand.
I hail to you!
May your many aspects of war, death, fate, and prophecy guide me through the battle of my life.

Morrigan
You who are known as Badb, the hooded crow, the grey wolf of destruction,
You who are known as Nemain, the eel of frenzy and venom.
Your Banshee cry making soldiers fall to their knees, attack their allies, or die of fright.
I hail to you!
May my ferocity and bloodlust match yours, and may you guide me to never be outmatched in battle.

Morrigan
You who are called Macha, defender of our lands and sovereignty
Ever-changing in form, water Goddess of fertility.
The watcher of the cauldron of regeneration, and guardian to the rivers and lakes.
I hail to you!
May I follow your example of courage when defending what is mine or those I love.

Morrigan
Celtic Goddess who reigns supreme during the cold darkness of Samhain.
Mistress to the night, you walk in a cloak of terror casting your curses.
You that chooses who lives and who dies upon the field of battle,
I hail to you!
May you allow me to honor you with fire and blood.

Candlelight on Imbolc [2-2-18]

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The nights were long and the days were short,

and both equally cold and dreary.

The worst of the winter was past

and spring was right around the corner.

But the ground was still frozen,

And the food stores were running low,

And the sun still remained hidden from the land,

And the animals weren’t ready to give birth.

So they stayed together in their homes,

warm by the fireside, praying together.

Hoping for a break in the harsh conditions

and the relief that sunlight would bring.

So they lit their beeswax and tallow candles,

And wove their Brigid’s crosses,

And supped upon the last of the milk and oats,

And gave thanks for their health and their families.

And they waited, and hoped, for the return of spring.