Imbolc

I anoint you with this sacred oil in the name of Brighid

Beannacht Brighdhe

Bride of the earth,

sister of the faeries,

daughter of the Tuatha de Danaan,

keeper of the eternal flame.

In autumn, the nights began to lengthen,

and the days grew shorter,

as the earth went to sleep.

Now, Brighid stokes her fire,

burning flames in the hearth,

bringing light back to us once more.

Winter is brief, but life is forever.

Brighid makes it so.

May your ewes give plentiful milk;

May your awakening plants be safe from frost and bloom abundantly once summer comes;

May the pale sun grow to warm your spirit and quicken what is most precious to you.

I believe so and so it is/

Yo lo Creo