May the arms of Brighid embrace me,
For in her arms am I kept warm.
May the mantle of Brighid cover me,
For under her mantle am I safe from harm.
May the fires of Brighid strengthen me,
For in her fires am I reshaped and reborn.
May the waters of Brighid envelop me,
For in her waters am I healed and made whole.
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A Prayer for An Morrigan
Hail Scald Crow
Of the ancient north
Who flies on blackened wings
High over fairy mounds
Who runs on clawed feet
Beneath the enchanted earth
Hail Wise Phantom
Great mistress of the dead
Whose hands run red
Whose mantle drips
And can never be washed clean
Hail Great Queen
Mother of all magic
Mother to us all
She who is throne and thronemaker
She who is sovereign and sovereignty
She who is and is of the land
Hail An Morrigan!
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