30 Days of Hymns, the Sacred Triad, Brighid #5, Fibre Arts

A set of double-pointed needles holds a green and blue knitting project, likely a sock.

Hail to Thee, fibrous one
woven of faith and love
your many parts and faces
knitted from the cosmos
themselves

Teach me to knit
your mantle
to cover bare shoulders
aching for warmth

Show me the mysteries
of crochet
let me yarn bomb
happiness
in dark places

Guide my hand
as I detangle myself
so I may help you
stitch back together
the universe

Hail to Thee
Happy Hooker, Needle Freak
Queen of Yarn Addicts

May the sheep you keep
provide us the wool we need
to do your work
in the world

May we knit hats for the homeless
love for the lonely
May we crochet our communities
together
May we weave stories
out of starlight
May your light
tapestry the walls
of our lives

Hail, Woolly One,
Exalted,
Knitted,
Purled

teach to us the secrets
of the spindle

let us spin new worlds
out of old
let the threads we create
bind us in love
and conviction
let our work be an explosion
of joy and color
a balm for the soul

let us relearn the secrets
of “women’s work”
kin-knitting
hearth-weaving
tale-spinning

work that builds community
work that knits us whole

teach us these secrets
that we may build
something new
and throw your mantle over it
to keep it warm
and alive

Hail Brighid
Knitter of the Cosmos
Crocheter of Justice
Spinner of Love
Weaver of Life

Hail to You
may our stash
always be full
in your name
for your work
this we pray.


30 Days of Hymns: the Sacred Triad

30 Days of Hymns, the Sacred Triad, Brighid #4: prophecy

Hail to thee, Brighid
Fire-eater
Fire-maker
in your honor I light the flame
kindle it close
keep it licking at the edges
of my mind
so I may see the future
without burning up

Let your fire protect me
from the flames of folly
the sting of hubris
let me fill up with your flame
and when I open my mouth to speak
let your voice spill forth

Let me bring your words
to a weary populace

I sit in front of the flame
and watch it endlessly
waiting for your message
to burst forth where blue fades into orange
From this riot of colors will I know
the shape of things to come
and when all has burned away
the tatters of my clothes lost in the wind
my skin smeared with ash and soot
the fire in me gone out

I will walk barefoot
to your sacred spring
I will submerge my fire-kissed flesh
I will let the water heal me
and when I open my eyes
beneath the surface
let me see your face
in a tangle of reeds and rocks

teach me, Fire Eater, Fire Maker
teach me to see what unfolds
teach me to speak the truth
teach me
prophecy
without madness
teach me
to speak
with kindness

fires within me
fires around me
fires below me
teach me to see
faces in the flames
burn away the sickness
and leave me with clarity

Hail, Brighid
Keeper of the Future
let me keep your light burning
that we may find our way
into the great unknown.


30 Days of Hymns: The Sacred Triad

30 Days of Hymns, the Sacred Triad, Brighid #2: Queer Lady Love

Hail Brighid
Priestess to Yourself
Sainted in Mortal Death
Abbess & nun
woman & goddess
lover & loved
Hail to you and your anam cara
Holy Darlughdach
so joined in love
she followed you
into the afterlife
after a year in your absence
Hail Darlughdach
lover to Brighid
voice of the divine hidden in mundane life
bringer of messages to your love
keeper of the flame
both in the abbey
and your love’s heart
Hail, Brighid and Darlughdach
may your love light the way
may we allow ourselves
to live in love as you once did
may we find, in our short mortal lives
soul friends
anam cara
a love that goes beyond the physical
and through that love, may we find
some small piece of immortality
hearts aflame,
saints
priestesses
hail to the loves, Brighid and Darlughdach
guardians to those who love
despite
all odds


30 Days of Hymns: The Sacred Triad