Brigid

Brigid’s Arrival

April, 2017

Brigid’s Arrival

When she comes

She comes in the room

Like a gulp of cold air

A hurricane to the face

A slap so soft and sharp

So caring and cold

So great and so bold

So young yet so old

Every atom sings

This lady; this goddess; this spirit

This sidhe, from beyond the hills

She came to see

What you had put out for her

Sheep’s milk, oats and apples

Whiskey, candles and hope.

She blasts through the door

A draught of delight

In spring’s awakening.

We hold hands and shake

As her powers leaves us quaking.

Motherly but not gentle;

Feminine and strong and wise;

Changing the world before our eyes.

The flower opens, gasps ensue;

Our hands beating heat

Back and forth

Across the laden table.

Copyright 5th February 2017

She Who Is All – The Goddess of Ten Thousand Names

February, 2015

Brigid

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As I sit here writing this column, it is only a handful of days until Imbolc, which makes it easy to choose Brigid as this month’s Goddess.

 

She is known today, by many, as St. Bridget of the Christian church.  Oh, but she was and is so much more.

 

Brigit, pronounced “Breed” started at a triple goddess in Ireland and surrounding areas.  In England, she was known as Brigantia; in Scotland, Bride; in Celtic France, Brigandu.  Her name means “bright one” or “bright arrow”.  A great flame went out from her head and into the sky on the day of Her birth.  This flame, tended at a sacred shrine in Kildare by 19 maiden women, named the Daughters of the Flame, perpetually burned; and, it was said that it was tended by Brigit, herself, on the 20th day.   This flame was looked on only by women so that its’ purity would be always protected.

 

As a triple goddess, Her aspects are linked by both fire and water.

 

Brigit is the Keeper of the flame, and is credited with the invention of smithcraft, She is the Goddess of the forge and of the Hearth in each home.  She is the Poetess, the Goddess of storytelling and inspiration.  She brings wisdom and guidance as the Goddess of prophecy and divination.  She is a nurturer, the bringer of children as a mid-wife.

 

She is a Goddess of healing and well-being.  Numerous healing wells are dedicated to her, many in the surrounding areas of Kildare.

 

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As Christianity conquered the pagan people of old, the church found that Brigit was so loved and so revered, that they could not eradicate her worship.  As they did with so many of of our ancient deities and customs, they co-opted her into the church, transforming her into St. Bridget, claiming that she was a Druid’s daughter and baptized by St. Patrick, he who allegedly drove the snakes (pagans) from Ireland.

 

Her sacred flames burned until 1220, when a Norman Bishop, angered by the fact that men were not allowed into the presence of the sacred flame, forced his way in with his men and had the flame put out, using its’ pagan beginnings as his reasoning.  The flame was re-lit in 1993; it is now maintained by the Sisters of Bridget.

 

The Goddess Brigid has many symbols — the forge, the hearth, the wheel, the crossroads, which represent transformation, as they stand between light and dark.   There is also Brigid’s cross, which is said to bring good luck and to protect a home from fire.   There are many websites that can help you with instructions on how to make your own Brigid’s cross.

 

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Brigid is celebrated on Imbolc, February 1st, which is a time of purification and cleansing.   With her two opposite symbols of fire and water, it reminds us to always maintain a balance within our lives.  This is a time of transformation, and new beginnings.

 

To celebrate Brigid, one of the first things that should be done is to set up your Imbolc altar.  No matter the amount of space that you have available, a beautiful altar is yours for the making.  A statue of Brigid is a lovely addition to the altar, as are candles (for the symbol of fire), and chalices, (for the symbol of water).  Any spring-blooming plants would be appropriate.  Of course, your Brigid’s cross, if you have made one, would be perfect.  (The opening photo is the beginnings of my own Brigid/Imbolc altar.)

 

Before your ritual, knowing that this is a celebration of purification and cleansing, you should bath first with a mixture of sea salt, epsom salt, baking soda and lavender oil.

 

 

 

There are many rituals surrounding both Brigid and Imbolc.  This is the perfect time to re-dedicate yourself to your path.  For other ideas,  please check out:   http://paganwiccan.about.com/od/imbolcfebruary2/a/AllAbout_Imbolc.htm

 

 

“IRISH PRAYER TO BRIGID”

 

Brigid, gold-red woman

Brigid, flame and honeycomb

Brigid, sun of womanhood

Brigid, lead me home

 

You are a branch in blossom

You are a sheltering dome

You are my bright precious freedom

Brigid, lead me home

 

 

 

As always, I can be reached at ShaktiWarriorSpirit@gmail.com

 

I wish you all a very blessed Imbolc and may Brigid watch over you.

 

Resources:  The New Book of Goddesses and Heroines by Patricia Monaghan

                     Ancient Mirrors of Womanhood by Merlin Stone

                     Gathering for Goddess by B. Melusine Mihaltses

                     The Goddess Companion by Patricia Monaghan

                      http://paganwiccan.about.com

 

Imbolc Correspondences

January, 2012

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Other Names: Imbolg (im-molc)(em-bowl’g) (Celtic), Candlemas (Christian), Brigantia (Caledonii), Oimelc, Festival of Light, Brigid’s (Brid, Bride) Day, La Fheill, An Fheille Bride, Candelaria (Mexico), Chinese New Year, Disting-tid (Feb 14th, Teutonic), DisaBlot, Anagantios, Lupercalia/Lupercus (Strega), Groundhog Day, Valentines Day.

Animals & Mythical Beings: Firebird, dragon, groundhog, deer, burrowing animals, ewes, robin, sheep, lamb, other creatures waking from hibernation.

Gemstones: Amethyst, garnet, onyx, turquoise.
Incense/Oil: Jasmine, rosemary, frankincense, cinnamon, neroli, musk, olive, sweet pea, basil, myrrh, and wisteria, apricot, carnation.
Colors/Candles: Brown, pink, red, orange, white, lavender, pale yellow, silver.
Tools,Symbols, & Decorations: White flowers, marigolds, plum blossoms, daffodils, Brigid wheel, Brigid’s cross, candles, grain/seed for blessing, red candle in a cauldron full of earth, doll, Bride’s Bed; the Bride, broom, milk, birchwood, snowflakes, snow in a crystal container,evergreens, homemade besom of dried broom, orange candle annointed in oil (see above)can be used to sybolize the renewing energy of the Sun’s rebirth.
Goddesses: Virgin Goddess, Venus, Diana, Februa, Maiden, Child Goddess, Aradia, Athena, Inanna, Vesta, Gaia, Brigid, Selene(Greek), Branwen(Manx-Welsh).
Gods: Young Sun Gods, Pan, Cupid/Eros(Greco-Roman), Dumuzi(Sumerian).
Essence: Conception, initiation, insight, inspiration, creativity, mirth, renewal, dedication, breath of life, life-path, wise counsel, plan, prepare.
Meaning: First stirring of Mother Earth, lambing, growth of the Sun God, the middle of winter.
Purpose: Honoring the Virgin Goddess, festival of the Maiden/Light.
Rituals & Magicks: Cleansing; purification, renewal, creative inspiration, purification, initiation, candle work, house & temple blessings, welcoming Brigid, feast of milk & bread.
Customs: Lighting candles, seeking omens of Spring, storytelling, cleaning house, bonfires, indoor planting, stone collecting, candle kept burning dusk till dawn; hearth re-lighting.
Foods: Dairy, spicy foods, raisins, pumpkin, sesame & sunflower seeds, poppyseed bread/cake, honey cake, pancakes, waffles, herbal tea.
Herbs: Angelica, basil, bay, benzoin, celandine, clover, heather, myrrh, all yellow flowers, willow.
Element: Earth
Gender: Female
Threshold: Midnight

Brigid

February, 2011

Brigid

The coming of spring
Pulses in the vains
Of rivers hushed
Underneath the strained

Ice that cracks
A trickle
Becomes a stream
Flowing freely
Love unrestrained

If I could find
The threads of hope
I’d weave a blanket
For those sick or old
For those in need

Under the snow
Kept silent in winter
Till the new seeds grow
Harvest the light
Keep the darkness away

Send Brigid
Send peace on it’s way

Living Life Magically

February, 2011

Awakening Divine:  Living Magically in the Dead of Winter

At the end of January, we find ourselves deeply nestled inside; inside our homes, inside our work and inside our Self.  We find ourselves going deep within, partly as protection against the harsh winter, but also because our soul yearns to discover the wonder and magic of our inner Self.  So after Yule, we find ourselves deep beneath the surface until the Wheel turns again at the beginning of festival, at Imbolc.

The holiday of Imbolc or Candlemas marks the middle point of winter, the cusp, the balance point where the deep winter, ruled by the Crone Goddess Cailleach, gives way to the return of spring ruled by the Bride, the maiden Goddess.   Surrounded by candles, the warm glow of candlelight reminds us of the promise of Yule, that the Light will return and bring growth and springtime.  Now is the time for Bride to wrest the season away from the Crone and make way for springtime.  It is time to wake up the earth.

Bride is Brigit, Brigid, Brigantia and many other names.  She is a powerful, magical Goddess who was revered throughout the world of the Celts, called Minerva by the Romans and made a saint by the Catholic Church.  Her name has many meanings including “power,” “fiery arrow” and “she who exalts herself.”  She has responsibility and power over much of life.  She is the patroness of poetry and inspiration, patroness of hearth and home, patroness of the forge.  Through that triple responsibility, she rules fertility, healing, creativity, the crafts, spinning and weaving, goldsmith and smithcraft, poetry, and bardic lore.  Her power was imbued in the countryside, so that the hills, wells, streams and rivers were her body.  Her symbols speak of her power:  fire, wells, cauldrons, the forge, and the Rowan tree.  She is associated with animals that speak of the bounty of the world, the ewe, boar, and cow.  Snakes are also sacred to her as a symbol of transformation and change.  She invented whistling so she could bring friends to her side in time of need; and she invented keening to express grief too great to be held inside.

Like her festival, she was born at a mid-point; that magical time between dark and dawn.  Her magic is born of mystery.  She is a triple goddess, but not in the Maiden-Mother-Crone aspect revered by modern pagans.  Her triplicity is expressed in her most potent symbol, fire.  She is the Muse, the Fire of Inspiration, of poetry and lore.  She is the Fire of the Hearth, the patroness of childbirth, fertility, home-crafts, and of healing.  She is the Fire of the Forge, patroness of smithcraft and the art of war.  She is protection, creativity, procreation of all sorts, healing, transformation and renewal.

On her feast day, her sacred creature, the snake would emerge from its mound and predict the end of winter.  This is an obvious association to the American holiday of Groundhog’s Day!  Her feast day had other folk customs and celebrations as well.  At sundown, a shawl, length of wool or mantle was placed outside to absorb the magical energy of this time.  Then that mantle was used throughout the year for healing the people and animals of the household.

The celebration would begin by a house-cleaning that included burning the greenery leftover from Yule celebrations.  New greenery, rushes and candles were placed in the household.    The new rushes for the floor were blessed.  A dolly was created from these rushes, dressed in white.  The doors would be flung open, and the unmarried women of the house would bring the Bride into the house.  She was greeted by the married women of the household and put into a bed by the hearth. Other customs included candle magic and wishes, tying ribbons to trees and bushes for the wishes of the year, and making even armed Brigit’s crosses, reminiscent of her association with the sun.

So here we are in this time between the severity of Winter and the birth of Spring.  We are nestled here, like the seed beneath the earth.  In the deepest part of winter we move deeply inward, and rest there.  The Goddess holds us in her embrace and we snuggle close, safe and warm.  In that rest and safety, we renew ourselves.  Our emotions, our spirit, our mind and our bodies find rest and nurturing stillness.  We rest there until we are renewed.  And at that mid-point of Winter, we hear the call, the inspiration.  The flame is renewed within us as we stir inside our seed-like shell.  The shell that used to keep us safe and secure is now confining and constricting.  We stir and move, ready to break free, ready for our journey upward and outward.

There are some magical and practical ways to invoke this transition from internal hibernation to a deliberate awakening.  Begin by cleaning.  Often after a winter of not noticing, the strengthening sun will suddenly reveal more dust and dirt that you had noticed before.  It can be daunting to look at all that must be done in totality..  I developed a “Clean One Thing” strategy or spell.  This spell is so lacking in “whoo whoo” or magical flourish, that it might just seem like regular house cleaning.  However, it is short, sweet, and do-able.  I make a “Clean One Thing” list of very short housework tasks.  It is not “clean the bathroom,” but rather the first item will say “clean the tub,” “wash the sink” and so on.   I take the list and share it with the Goddess, dedicating my industry and cleaning to Her; and leave the list on my altar.

So that when I get up off my couch to do some housework, I need to only accomplish one thing.  That is my only focus for cleaning.  When I’m done with that one chore, I’ve accomplished a goal.  Cross it off the list.  Thank the Goddess and then I’m done.  I can then decide to take a break, have a cup of tea, read a book, or do one more thing.  It does kind of fool you into getting a lot of work done.  I think dedicating the work to the Goddess makes it a spiritual experience rather than a dirty chore.   Usually at the end of the list, I’ll burn it or bury it as a ritual act of completion.

Another simple thing to do to move into more action is to “wake up the earth.”  If you are completely done with your internal journey of the season and ready to get up and get going, you can wake up.  Be aware that if you do this, you are waking yourself up too!  As you are grounded and connected to the earth, you are awakening your own divinity in the process.   This is fun to do in a ritual with a group, or can be done as a solitary.

Wake Up the Earth, Wake Up the Divine Me

You will need as many tools and accoutrements as you prefer.  You can do this with your body and voice; or with full “smells and bells” ritual tools.  A drum is very helpful.

Ground and Center, connect yourself to Mother Earth

Cast a circle according to your custom

Call in the Directions according to the tradition you follow

Call in Your Gods, or the Spirits of the Season

Meditation

Take a deep breath and let it out with a sigh.  Take another deep cleansing breath and let it out completely and fully, making noise as you are led.  Take a third deep breath and let it out with a tone.  As the tone reverberates through your body, find yourself in a cave on a soft bed of wonderful comfortable covers.  Stretch and stand up.  Guarding you is the Ancient Crone Goddess of Winter, holding a torch that is very dim.  She looks at you and smiles.  Then she turns and walk to the doorway of the cave, where you see another figure at the entrance.  You realize it is the Bride, Brigit.  She looks at you and grins widely, in a challenge and in welcome.

The Ancient Crone of Winter hands the torch to Brigit and the torch flames to life and you see a triple flame as she holds her hand out to you.  It is time to step over the threshold and to emerge from the cave.  You go and walk through into the world.

Out in the world you look around at the landscape and you sense the change from deep, dark winter to an emerging springtime.  You feel it with your inner divinity more than you see it.  But you take it all in.  Brigit leads you to a circle of Be-ings, gods, goddesses, the Spirits of people you know in this word.  They welcome you into the circle as all join hands in song and dance.

The circle dances and dances and dances.  Your heart is beating and your blood is flowing as your body and your soul awakens in harmony to the energy of the earth.  In your dance, you feel the slumbering earth awaken, stretch, yawn, and start to move.  You are AWAKE and so is the earth!

The whole circle begins to chant:  The goddess is awake and magic is afoot.  The goddess is awake and magic is afoot.

As this happens, emerge from your meditative state and continue the chant until a cone of power is sent off into the Universe for the good of all and the harm of none, to the blessing of an awakened world and an awakened you!

Once you’ve raised the cone of power, take a minute to ground yourself.  Once you are grounded and centered, you are ready to leave the circle.  Refreshed, renewed and invigorated.

Farewell and thanks to your gods

Farewell and thanks to the directions

Open the circle

Be good to yourself after a ritual and celebrate with food and drink that centers and grounds you; things that bring you fully into this world with all its magic and wonder.  Be ready for signs of awakening.  They are there, subtle and visible to those with the heart and eyes to see.

Blessed Be.

Imbolc and the Two Brigids

February, 2009

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In a world where we can turn up the thermostat when we get cold, it’s hard to imagine the sufferings of our agrarian Celtic ancestors in winter, centuries ago.

Light and heat were generated by fire. Shelter and warm clothing for all but the rich was woefully inadequate. Starvation was a constant threat. If harvests had been poor; if precious livestock perished in the bitter cold, or from lack of adequate feed, new calves and lambs would not be born. The necessary food supply would fail, and scores of people, particularly the young, the old and the vulnerable, would perish.

Imagine then the joy of common folk when Imbolc arrived! In the Pagan world, Imbolc is the 2nd of the four Sabbats dividing the Celtic year into winter, spring, summer and fall. Its arrival on February 1st is greeted with relief and celebration! Half of winter had passed away. The bitter Crone months were over, and the arrival of Brigid, the Spring Maiden, heralded the great turning of the year back toward the sun, and renewal of the Earth.

With Brigid’s return, days gradually lengthened, winter’s grip loosened, and seeds quickened. The birth of lambs or calves was a sure sign of spring. The Druid’s name for Imbolc was  “oimelc,” meaning ewe’s milk. Milk to our ancestors was sacred ~ as sacred, some say, as communion wine to the Christian. It symbolized a reverence for the Great Mother who was seen as the source of all life.

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Brigid is a Celtic triple goddess of fire. At her birth, it is said, a column of fire rose from the top of her head to the heavens. As Sun Goddess, she is the Light Bringer who presides over hearth and forge. She inspires the divine creative light of poets, musicians, artists and craftswomen. She nurtures crops, livestock and nature, generates fertility, and assists at childbirth. As Great Mother, she leans over every cradle. She is a mistress of divination whose sacred wells bring healing and glimpses into the future.

Her ancient names run the gamut of human experience. As war goddess, she was called the Flame of Ireland and Fiery Arrow. Other names were Brigid of the Harp, Mother of Songs and , Brigid the Sorrowful (she lost a beloved son and brother), Bride of Joy, Brigid of the Green Mantles, and Brigid of the Slim Fairy Folk. As Bride of the Flocks, swans accompanied her, and believers looked for the print of a swan’s foot in the ashes of their smoored fires as evidence of her passage.  Her special animals, the domestic cow and the sheep, reflected her concern for the feeding of families with meat and milk.

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In towns and rural communities, the Day of Bride was a celebration of women, a feminine festival. Young girls dressed in white went through their villages, handing out Brigid’s Cross to every household. An effigy of Brigid, created of straw, dressed and adorned with ornaments, might be carried through the town. Maidens might gather in a single house, where young men would visit and pay respectful court to them. Special foods were prepared, shared, and set outside or on the hearth to feed the goddess. Strips of ribbon or clothing were left on doorsteps, to receive her blessing, then hung, as protective talismans, in barns and homes.

Around 453 AD, the powerful energy of the great goddess was transformed by the Catholic Church into St. Brigid, and given a new biography. Following their policy of absorbing Pagan festivals into Christian feast-days, the Day of Bride was converted into Candlemas, the feast of the Purification of the Blessed Virgin, celebrated on February 2nd.  In this way, Brigid made the great leap from pagan Mother Goddess, to worship of the Virgin Mother by a Virgin Saint.

There were holdovers from her worship. Candlemas was celebrated with candlelight processions, hearkening back to the goddess’s role as Light Bringer. St. Brigid’s story reflected her Pagan roots in many respects. Her legend states that she was the illegitimate daughter of an Irish Chieftain and a Christian slave. Born at sunrise, it is said that the cottage where she lay glowed with fire. Her mother bathed her in milk, before handing her over to a Druid who was charged with raising her. Her father, a follower of the Old Religion, named her Brigid, after the great Celtic goddess.

We don’t know how she came to convert to Christianity, but it may have been through the influence of her Christian mother ~ or perhaps through a chance meeting with the charismatic Christian missionary, St. Patrick. Following her conversion, she and all her companions, former worshippers of Brigid, became followers of Christ and of His mother, Mary. They started Ireland’s first religious community of women. Based on her reputation for saintliness and love for the people, legends grew claiming that she was the midwife to Mary, the Mother of Jesus, and Foster Mother to the Savior. Her popularity in Ireland is second only to St. Patrick himself.

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St. Brigid founded the first Irish convent in Kildare, in a monastery sited at a shrine to Brigid. Virgins who had guarded an eternal flame for the goddess gave way to her namesake and her community of nuns, who re-dedicated the flame to Christ.  St. Brigid’s monastery became a great center for learning, the arts, and spirituality. The school of art that St. Brigid founded at Kildare produced illuminated manuscripts that became famous throughout Christendom.

This remarkable woman tended the eternal flame until her death on February 1 (Imbolc!) in 525 AD. On Imbolc of 1993, the Daughters of the Flame relit a fire in honor of the goddess.

One of the symbols associated with St. Brigid is the Cross of Brigid, a four-legged cross woven from rushes. She is said to have made this cross while explaining Christ’s story to a dying pagan.  Even today, people make these crosses and place them in barns and houses on St. Brigid’s day, as protection from evil.  Find out how to make your own Brigid’s Cross on Google!

It is fascinating to consider that the qualities and gifts of the great Celtic goddess, Brigid, are not lost, but rather reincarnated and reinterpreted in the life of Ireland’s greatest female Christian saint. For me, this indisputable fact demonstrates the immense power of folk religion to survive all efforts to suppress it ~ and to continue to inspire many who love the Earth, and hold the old ways and wisdom dear. There is no conflict in this. All is absorbed into the wonder of this vast universe in which “we live, and breathe, and have our being.”

A Gaelic poem about Brigid asserts that she “…put songs and music on the wind before ever the bells of chapels were rung in the West or heard in the East.”  How true. And yet, after those bells were rung, St. Brigid’s monastery continued in Brigid’s footsteps, and became a bastion of culture and the arts in a wild, untamed country.

The songs of both Brigids still sing in the hearts of those who honor their power to inspire and transform. Their flame will never go out.

Sacred Sites

January, 2009

Sacred Sites – Brigid’s Well – Liscannor, Ireland

Symbolically, water is seen as a portal to the Otherworld and as a source of wisdom and healing. So, it’s not surprising that Ireland is home to nearly three thousand holy wells. Of these, at least fifteen (many undocumented) are dedicated to the Goddess Brigid. Known by many names of various spellings, she is the daughter of Dagda the great ‘father-god’ of Ireland and many believe she is one and the same with Danu, the first great mother of Ireland.

Located in Liscannor on the western coast of County Clare, Brigid’s Well is one of the many stops on a pilgrimage path that winds its way through Ireland. The Well is about an hours drive from the Shannon airport along the road to Doolin, just a few miles before you reach The Cliffs of Moher.

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Brigid the Celtic Goddess of fire (the forge and the hearth), poetry, healing, childbirth, and unity is celebrated in many European countries and is perhaps one of the most powerful religious figures in Irish history.

Appearing small at first this location is deceiving.  There are many different places to visit within it so allow enough time to explore the Well, the cemetery, and O’Brien’s’ monument just across the road.


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St Brigit, as she is also known, looks out over the countryside, an idyllic spot to watch the beauty of the rolling hills.

Just behind the statue of Brigid, a small archway leads to a grotto filled with some of the most garish offerings I have ever seen. I myself am guilty of leaving offerings behind, last April I left a small winged plastic dove hanging on a hook in an alcove as a remembrance to a friend that passed.  Although the friend had given me the dove and it made sense for me to leave it, I had to wonder what the stories were behind the items that other people had left.

From baseball hats to beads, moldy picture frames and even a tribute to a 911 firefighter, it seems that everyone had someone to remember or something to honor. I’m told that occasionally the caretakers have to clean out some of the items, and despite the amount of items crammed in this space, the area is very peaceful. You can easily find yourself in quiet contemplation while you look at all of the offerings.

At the end of the grotto is a small well where many people have left coins. There is a saying that Brigid rewards any offering to her, so offerings of coins were often tossed into her wells…the forerunner of the modern custom of throwing a penny into a fountain while you make a wish.

Alongside the outer wall of the grotto, a short flight of stone stairs will lead you to the top of the hill where there is a cemetery that overlooks the well. From there you can see O’Brien’s monument, erected by Cornelius O’Brien in 1853 as a tribute to himself but reluctantly paid for by locals.

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We took time for a walk around the site and added our offerings to the growing pile of debris that already claims the grotto in which the shrine exists.

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Looking down into the well from the walkway above that leads to the cemetery.

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Cemetery located up the hill from Brigids Well

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Across from the cemetery is O’Brien’s monument, erected by Cornelius O’Brien in 1853.

The Conversion of Brigid to Christianity


One cannot help but notice the decidedly Christian feel of the statue depicted as Brigid and the obvious story of the conversion that Pagan Gods and Goddesses underwent as Christianity converted them to saints.
A popular folktale is that she was midwife to the Virgin Mary, and invoked by women in labor. Another story was that she was a Druid’s daughter who predicted the coming of Christianity, was baptized by St. Patrick, who then became a nun and later an abbess who founded the Abbey at Kildare.
Unable to eradicate the Pagan Goddess Brigid, the Catholic Church made her a saint. In the fifth century Brigid was canonized by the Catholic Church and became associated with the Christian saint, named St Brigit and so, St Brigit became the patron saint of Ireland.

Even today many Irish homes have St. Brigit’s crosses, they are made from rushes as in the old days and are thought to offer protection for the home.
Visiting Brigid’s Well
As you leave Shannon airport, head toward the Western coast of County Clare, the Well is located in the town of Liscannor. Signposted Liscannor, Clare – Lios Ceannuir, An Clár, it derives its name from ‘Lios Ceannuir’ meaning O’Connor’s Fort. Take the road to Doolin, and it’s just a few miles before you reach The Cliffs of Moher.
Other places to visit while in County Clare are the Poulnabrone Dolmen located near the area known as The Burren, where the combinations of flora and fauna are not found anywhere else in the world. Aillwee Cave where they have an amazing Bird of Prey exhibit and show and The Cliffs of Moher where County Clare meets the Atlantic Ocean.

The town of Doolin is the traditional music capital of Ireland and “Trad” music can be heard almost every night.  Doolin is a lovely base for touring County Clare. A stay at the Doolin Lodge or the Aran View Hotel (in season) is recommend.
Another, even larger well dedicated to Brigid exists in Kildare. Due to directions and timing this past trip, we were unable to make it to the Kildare site. But we will try again on our next trip this coming April and will be certain to share the stories and pictures with you as soon as possible.

Reference:

The Book of Goddesses and Heroines – Patricia Monaghan
Celtic Myth and Magick – Edain McCoy

http://www.discoverireland.ie