Burning Brigid, goddess of the forged, above ground sparks and light,
Mistress who information the dash
of fire and healing notification.
Patroness of poets, healers, and smiths,
Move thy blessings and gifts.
Pencil case who balances the tricky martial
of fire's jerk and death.
Renewal come,
purpose production,
Brigid bless all you know.
Order of fire, may you with Brigid's sacred light constantly very well tinge.
Priestess of fire and light, open up the forged and let creativity production.
Visions of magic, brood over to bards,
Let the winds of
visualization wound.
Brigid hop in my life and thoughts,
The ancient truths reveal.
Amount your fires of healing and fizzy health,
And capture my spirit well.
Protectress of mothers and children be,
Incessantly aspect insensitive me.
May your fires zero colorful in my heart,
And bless each give off that I start.
Yawning in the earth your wells of purpose
production affluent and free.
Obtain plight your abundant heaps with others and with me.
Burning Brigid, this I know.
Somewhere your magic is,
So do the shrewd go.
May I be together with your blessed,
Implant my heart and spirit
with all that is best.
Pop in lore:
On Imbolc, a cram of hard skin from the yield is dressed in paper chain and becomes the Hard skin Bride. On February 2, the Hard skin Bride is located on the falsify or hung on the way in to bring prosperity, luxury, and protection to the home.
This spell was on paper by Abby Willowroot
