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Shiny token, gleaming silver, a gift for the Queen of the sharp-eyed crows
Bright coin, smooth pebble, spiral shell, into Her talon
Token offered, token taken, offering made, what do you seek from Her
Prophesied words, battle guide, dread protector
What shall the Crow bestow?
Night Raven Woman, blackened wing, voice of the Darkness
Call of the Badb, circling the ford, chanting from the hills
Standing at the Doorway, Above and Below and Within and Without, She calls to you
She demands, She waits
On the wind, hear Her call
War poet
Inciter of heroes
rousing the blood
Badb Catha
Are you Cathuboduâ?
Are you Boudica?
Are you my Night Raven, my hÚath?
Scavenge the bones
wash the bloody armor
See the future with one eye
Red mouth
white lady
battle voice
shriek of crows
Omen's call
warning and watching
the Badb of war
Otherworld crone
one-eyed, one-footed
speaker of tidings
and gore
Phantom
across the field
among the stone
atop the hillfort
Phantom
on the wing
on the limb
on the wind
Phantom
with her sisters
with herself
with the slain
Words shouted
into flaying wind
from the mountaintop
hailstone of sound
magic spoken
rain of fire
confounding clouds
miring mists
battle sorcerer
rally your warriors
reach skyward
with words sharpened
down the calamity
upon their heads
tendrils grasping
holding fast
Thundering Mother
mother of pangs
pains of pride befall
swiftness spoken
Speak truth and power
power of Self
Sovereignty proclaimed
Proffered prophesy
prophetic wordsmith
words gallop
cantering chants
enchanting foes
forlorn forsaken
fiercely casting
cursing calamity
In the Cave of the Cats
In the darkness
In the womb
I wait
Perhaps
I make no promises
Except those I bind to
A bargain made
A vow uttered
But find me?
Not very hard
For the patient and true
In between
In the space
In the darkness
An eel’s skin
A she-wolf’s pelt
A crow’s sheen
Markers on the trail
A flash of red
A cunning smile
Horse flesh, muscled steel
War maker, calling the crows
Sovereignty of the land
When unjust kings rule
We call your power and speed
to tumble down the wicked
Return the land
to those who love it
pillagers face the carrion
I sought a way to give special thanks to Macha and through ogham divination, She told me she wanted a garden. Here are the plants selected to honor Her:
Red Clover
Chamomile
Coltsfoot
Horseradish
Harebell
Wild Chevril (cow parsley)
Rosebay Willow herb
Meadowsweet
All are native to Ulster.
Inspired by the Morrigan’s peace prophecy as translated by Isolde Carmody
Peace to the Heavens
Heaven to the Earth
Earth under Heavens
Strength in each word
I see your cup full of honey,
sweet mead satisfied.
I see you shielded, guarded,
protecting us all.
I see your grandkids playing
in forests, farms, full and happy
city trees laden with fruit.
I see wood for fires, warmth for all.
Fire from a stone, Stone from the Earth, Riverbanks alive with song.
Grey deer before spring, autumn grows the corn. Flocks fill the land, the land meets the shore.
Land cradled wild and new
what is my vision - I give it to you.
Peace to the heavens
eternal peace for all
peace to the heavens
hear the crow’s call.
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