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Merry Meet :))) One of the Goddesses associated with the Greater Sabbot Imbolc is the Celtic Triple-Goddess Brigid. The festival of Imbolc is dedicated to her. There are many spellings and variations of her name to include Brighid, Brid, Brighid, Brigit, and Bride, among others. She is the daughter of Dagda and one of the Tuatha de Dannan. It is said that when she was born at sunrise, a tower of flame burst from her forehead that stretched from Heaven to Earth. This ancient tale leads us to believe that she was originally a Sun Goddess. Her name is from the Celtic brig or "exalted one." It is thought that her mother is Morrigan, another Celtic triple Mother Goddess. Her son is Ruadan.
Brigid is the Goddess of hearth and home, poetry, healing and smithcraft. She also oversees childbirth, and time of birth. In Kildare Ireland, she was honored with a sacred flame that was maintained by a group of priestesses. In Kildare you will also find several sacred wells, which many are connected to Brigid. Brigid is a Goddess of Inspiration. She blesses poetry, creativity, prophecy, blacksmiths and others who are crafters.
Her primary symbols include fire, flames, the hearth, water, grain and a white swan. She was worshipped and loved by many. When the Celts were being converted to Christianity, the Church realized they would have to include Brigid. In Christianity she became Brigid the Saint. The church claims that she was the foster mother of Jesus Christ. They stated that she was the daughter of a druid who predicted Christianity. They said that she was baptized by Saint Patrick. When the Catholics took over, her Shrine in Kaldare was converted. They replaced the priestesses with nuns, a tradition held to this day. They still tend to the fire burning just as the priestesses had in ancient times.
Brigantia, Shining Queen of Heaven,
You, our Maiden, Mother and Crone,
You are earth-children's own.
From Green Isle to distant shore,
Far flung, your tales have spread.They tried, but your fire would not die;
eternal be the flame of Lady Bride.
Inspire us with your wisdom.
May the words to honor you spring up,
As flowers after winter's dearth.We drink of your healing milk,
Quicken in us the Spirit's rebirth.
May we forge a holy work,
Crafted with generous peace,
Made golden by love.Such will not fade.
And keep us ever safe
Under your mantle,
Dearest Brigit, fair Queen of Heaven.JAL, 6-7-97
Love and Blessings,
Love and Blessings,