#brigiddeity

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Brigid of the Hearth

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We have company...

My last post has ended up being one of the most insightful records of my spiritual path thus far. You know how I said Loki’s been real quiet this week? That’s because someone else was moving in. And she’s the brown-haired woman from my previous dreamwork post.

It started last Monday. I pulled my Hanson-Roberts deck up that morning and I could just feel the anxiety rising within me every second. After the ‘rip-it-up’ and ‘clean-slate’ energy Loki brought down on me these last six months, I’ve been feeling like a vulnerable, unformed mass of potential and ideas. Frozen by the span of newness laid before me. My life as I knew it at the end of 2019 has (almost) completely burned to the ground. What’s left? Is the good things. But the rebuild looks like an absolute mountain from where I’m standing.

I shuffled and asked Loki... “So, this week is going to be pretty tough, isn’t it?”

The Six of Swords slid in front of me. “Actually,” he said, “it’s calmer waters from here, babe. You’ve got a mountain to climb, yes. But you know it’s fresh and creative work you’ve got to do, and that I’ll meet you at the top to celebrate, right? Also... (cough) this card eerily looks a lot like that trip you’re taking to the Isle of Skye with your friends soon, doesn’t it? Why not celebrate something there with them? And... (cough) spirit guides. Look ‘em up this week, sweets.” (insert sexy mentor wink here)

As the week went on, I took some time to delve more into meditation studies, building and envisioning my safe place, which I’m slowly finding is the basis of astral / my personal dreamwork.

Who showed up in my safe place last week? Well. Not only my recently departed, feisty tabby boy. (Yay!) But also, an aunt that I lost to cancer in childhood. She was an opera singer, a teacher, a free spirit who took me down to the beach one summer in her red convertible. Roof down, my memories of her include beautiful brown hair and giggling in the wind. I miss her because I never truly got to know her. Someone with whom I shared so much in music and life force, that much I know now. She would have been a great mentor for me.

Scroll back up and look at the tarot card that came up this morning when I asked: “Who am I talking to?!” There’s a fiery woman, and there’s a cat.

I also didn’t tell the whole of my dream in my last post here. I left out one part that ended up being weirdly significant. Prior to the woman with long brown hair showing up in my dream, I ran into an old man. Who... was a bit of a creep! He looked a little like old Mark Hamill (wtf brain) and was a bit too handsy for my liking. 

For some reason this old man decided to sarcastically announce to a whole room of people in my dream that I was “the luckiest girl in the world”. After which, I decided to flat out deny his advances. I turned my back on him as I watched him kiss another young girl instead. 👀

Judging from other people’s experiences with the deity, I believe that was my dream brain denying Odin’s advances to work with him as a ‘rounding up’ god so to speak. One who organizes Loki’s earth-shattering Tower moments post-haste. 

So. What happened then? Odin turned and sent me straight to... a woman he knew I’d gel with. Who ‘caught me’ just as soon as I was about to freefall from that stone lintel in my dream. Who complimented my blue dress for looking ‘very 80s’. She felt concise, collected, with super ‘cool aunt’ vibes.

Now a big thanks to @themusicalheathen​ here, for reading my dream post yesterday, and giving a completely intuitive read on Brigid that turned out to be the weirdest series of synchronicities I’ve yet experienced on this journey.

Look at the portrait of Brigid above again. When I went to confirm who I was talking to this morning, I opened the cover of my goddess oracle deck... and she was sitting right on top. And no, it wasn’t because the cards were arranged in alphabetical order. They weren’t. I didn’t even need to shuffle, I had my answer.

I started crying. My foggy brain cleared. A motherly wave of comfort wrapped up in ‘cool aunt’ vibes enveloped me immediately as I looked at her picture today. She was even wearing... another blue dress.

Brigid’s often conflated with the Queen of Wands tarot card for many, many reasons. An archetype highly associated with solar magic and feminine, inwardly-focused encouragement and independence. She’s a goddess of the forge, of poets, and of healing. A ‘rounding up’ goddess. In some ways, she feels like Freyja, but she’s a tad softer, I think. 

Brigid was the goddess who encouraged the Tuatha de Danann to not abandon the raw earth they found after its creation. To build from its resources, its untapped potential, its ashes... anew.

And she’s exactly the energy I needed right now.

This morning, before she fully revealed herself, Brigid’s voice came through true and clear on the cards. (Why yes, it started with me pulling the Six of Swords again, oho!) 

“Yeah, you’ve got quite the journey over calmer waters ahead,” she said. “But your anxiety is just dragging you the hell down, girl. You have so many options right in front of your face that you are flat out denying. And while me and Lokes might be here to help you along the way, don’t become dependent. The truth is in your intuition and your dreams.” (insert encouraging wink here)

Did I ever mention that the first time my aunt showed up in my safe place meditation, she winked at me too?

This is a thing. My deities wink at me. This is fine. 🙃

And here’s the kicker. I’ve been drawn to Brigid for the last three years, and I didn’t know why. I keep the first cross I ever made for Imbolc on my wall wherever I move home, and even have a book about her on my shelf that I’ve never cracked. 

It’s time to hang, Auntie B. 💙

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Brigid of the Forge

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[digi-alter]

So I've been getting signs like crazy for imbloc/brigid's day like I was as planning to garden today before I even remembered it was imbloc and I came home and I felt the need to viel and then I randomly started to make apple pie so yeah signs like crazy today/yesterday. I feel like it's all connected to brigid other than it being brigid's day.