St Brigid’s Day

Compassion

Courage

Curiosity

Cussedness

are the gifts I want to embody

as winter gives way to spring

This is a time for audacity

not tentative fluffiness

A time for making big strides

not little steps

The time for being compliant,

for fitting in without making waves

belong to days gone by.

This is a season for tsunamis.

Today, I throw caution to the wind

and care less about others’ opinions.

Today I choose to stand

under the mantle of Brigid’s cloak

that stretches far and wide

falling gently on those who are resolved

to disrupt and dismantle

the stifling strictures of patriarchy

and to emerge untethered 

into the wildness that was always our calling

forging a path as ancient as time

finding unconventional companions along the way,

recovering beautiful souls destined to be free,

unleashing the wild woman

blessed with compassion, courage, 

curiosity and cussedness.

Come, Holy Spirit, Come.