Blessed be the Spirits of Becoming
Our Lady of the Silver Wheel,
waxing and waning with the moon,
reflecting back the circle of birth, life, death and rebirth.
Our Lady of Joy,
who lifts up our souls with melody
and transforms our movements into dance.
Our Lady of the Birds,
who grows wings on our wishes, hopes, and dreams.
Our Lady of Magic and Mystery,
silent and secret,
who shapes and shifts,
puzzles and predicts,
divines and deciphers,
casts and conjures,
and answers all question with a riddle.
Our Lady of the Rainbow,
who paints the infinite darkness with eternal light.
Our Lady of Wild Places,
guardian of the earth,
shepherd of the seas,
keeper of fire and wind,
shelter, shield, and sanctuary.
Our Lady of Healing and Renewal,
who embraces both body and spirit
with comfort, courage, restoration, and release.
Our Lady of the Weaving of Time,
whose threads mingle past, present and future
in a simultaneous, unfinished, ethereal tapestry.
Our Lady of the Crossroads,
who celebrates choice, change, and transformation.
To all who were are and shall be:
May our circles be open
but unbroken.
For earthweal open link weekend, all of it, a repost from NaPoWriMo 2018.
K. 
Love this, especially the lines “Our Lady of the Rainbow,/who paints the infinite darkness with eternal light.” We need light to drive out darkness right now.
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We do. Something to give us courage in our despair. (K)
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Wondrous female forms in different colors and textures, moving through the cycles of the cosmos. Your poem is a mantra, a prayer. Imagine if all across the globe we were to repeat this together at the same time. Who knows what might happen?
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Thanks Jade.
Group meditation is a powerful thing. Who will lead us?
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A beautiful prayer to goddesses of nature. We can trust women to spread peace and kindness.
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Thanks Kim.
I think we’re all tired of the results of patriarchy.
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Absolutely gorgeous! I especially love Our Lady of Birds, and Our Lady of Wild Things.
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Thanks Sherry. We need to invoke those spirits more than ever.
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All of it indeed, the whole dancing coven. These ladies encircle the heart. Thanks so for this. – Brendan
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Thanks Brendan.
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Lovely spirits–rainbows, birds, time–and all. They all intertwine in the dance of the universe.
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Thanks Merril. I needed to focus on something more positive. A reminder that there is life beyond current events.
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Yes. I understand that.
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Oh my goodness this is beautiful. Thank you!
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Thanjs Lindi.
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This an elusive Lady, not part of any sacred texts, and she wouldn’t be, would she? She is the spirit that we need to find, chase the bloody patriarchal menace and find some peace and calm.
Gorgeous words, thoughts and images.
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Thanks Jane. Yes too much patriarchy running unchecked, all posturing, violence and guns.
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Testosterone rules;
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The sound/rhythm of this poem is enticing. With all of that help we should be able to hold up much more than half the sky. I like the circle being open. Open is not broken. It can be strong.
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It can. That’s a traditional women’s blessing. Thanks Susan.
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Whata wonderful hymn to the goddess. May the circle be unbroken.
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Thanks Suzanne. May it indeed come to pass.
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