First Harvest Devotional I raise my voice in memory of those who fight for their people! I sing of the games that commemorate those who went before! On this day, I honor the mother who nurtures the folk: Offering of herself that others may live, Deepening the work and clearing the way; Declaring peace among enemies and friends. Though I am alone at my hearth, I know that others have worked before me: I honor them today with the harvest of work done. Bright on the earth, bright at the center, Bright in the eye of the waning summer, I am supported by the Kindred in my space. Hail to the mother who gives of herself, Hail to the folk who honor her, Hail to the seasons that turn and bring her memory to our mind! The work I have done brings forth the harvest; The harvest brings forth the blessings I take to work in the world. I have made my offerings with joy and love, Affirming my place in the cosmos. My life is woven into the fabric of all being; The harvest of my good work surrounds and fills me; The blessings pour forth through me to all others. Hail the Mother!
Posted on: Thu, 25 Jul 2013 23:37:08 +0000
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