From a little hardback book I bought recently. When life gets even more pressured, this practice will I’m sure be the saving of me . . . Simply, it is a priority, an intent this season . . .

The Song of Lughnasadh

I am the sovereign splendor of creation,

I am the fountain in the courts of bliss,

I am the bright surrender of the willpower,

I am the watchful guardian and the kiss

I am the many-colored landscape

I am the transmigration of the geese

I am the bunished glory of the breastplate,

I am the harbor where all strivings cease

. . . and this prayer, for a Sunday morning:

I kindle my soul from the Autumn sunlight

glow of life,

glow of love,

be upon my being, my heart and my soul

this Autumn day,

from the break of light,

to fall of night.

Caitlin Matthews

‘ Celtic Devotional – Daily Prayers and Blessings ‘

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