Invocations, Prayers, & Meditations

 

 

Body of the Morrigan pilgrimage to Ireland 2015. Photo by Joe Perri
Body of the Morrigan pilgrimage to Ireland 2015. Photo by Joe Perri

 

Invocation of the Four Treasures (Text from the Second Battle of Magh Tuiredh)

 

From Falias was brought the Stone of Fál which was located in Tara. It used to cry out beneath every king that would take Ireland.

From Gorias was brought the spear which Lug had. No battle was ever sustained against it, or against the man who held it in his hand.

From Findias was brought the sword of Núadu. No one ever escaped from it once it was drawn from its deadly sheath, and no one could resist it.

From Murias was brought the Dagda’s cauldron. No company ever went away from it unsatisfied.

 


 

 

Western Gate Samhain Festival 2012. Photo by Brennos Agrocunos
Western Gate Samhain Festival 2012. Photo by Brennos Agrocunos

 

Peace Prophecy Benediction

Based on the Morrígan’s poem from the Second Battle of Moytura, adapted for use as a ritual blessing.

sith co nem  | peace to the heavens

nem co doman  |  heaven to the earth

doman fo ním  |  earth under heaven

nert hi cach  |  strength in each

án forlann  |  a cup overfull

lan do mil  |  a fullness of honey

mid co saith  |  mead to satisfaction

sam hi ngam  |  summer in winter

gai for sciath  |  spear upon a shield

sciath for durnd  |  shield upon a fist

dunad lonngarg  |  bladebristling fort

longaiter tromfoíd  |  great grieving is banished

fod di uí  |  rights of descendants

ross forbiur  |  woods full of stags

benna abu  |  horns of cattle

airbe imetha  |  encircling boundary

mess for crannaib  |  mast upon trees

craob do scis  |  heavy their boughs

scis do áss  |  heavy from growth

saith do mac  |  wealth for children

mac for muin  |  food to their portion

muinel tairb  |  neck of a bull

tarb di arccoin  |  bull away from a watchdog

odhb do crann  |  wood from trees

crann do ten  |  tree for fire

tene a nnail  |  fire from a stone

ail a nuír  |  stone in the earth

uích a mbuaib  |  young from cows

boinn a mbru  |  cows from a womb

brú lafefaid  |  riverbank with birdsong

ossglas iaer  |  grey deer before

errach foghamar  |  spring, autumn

forasit etha  |  whence grows corn

iall do tir  |  flock of warriors for the land

tir co trachd  |  land to the shore

la feabrae  |  protecting with sharp weapons

bidruad rossaib  |  great length of life

síraib rithmár  |  longevity assured

nach scel laut?  |  have you any story?

sith co nemh  |  peace to the heavens

bidsirnae s[ith]  |  it will be eternal peace

Note: This is a compilation of multiple different translations of the original poem, combined for ritual use. Original translations used are Isolde Carmody, 2014, and Bernard Mees, 2009.


 

 

Body of the Morrigan pilgrimage to Ireland 2015. Photo by Joe Perri
Body of the Morrigan pilgrimage to Ireland 2015. Photo by Joe Perri

 

Morrígna Prayer of Long Life

 

Adapted by Morpheus Ravenna from the medieval Irish prayer Cétnad nAíse, “Prayer for Long Life”. It has been altered into a devotional prayer to the Morrígna for protection and strength. There are two versions of this prayer – a long form version and a short form version for easier use.

Prayer of Long Life (Long Form)

I call on the seven daughters of Ernmas,

who shape the fates of long life.

Three deaths be taken from me,

three lives given to me,

seven waves of plenty poured for me.

May phantoms not injure me on my journey

in my radiant armor of the spirit.

May my name not be pledged without truth;

may death not come to me before my time.

I call on the radiant warrior,

to whom death is no terror;

may courage be granted to me as bright as bronze.

May my form be exalted,

may my will be ennobled,

may my strength be increased,

may my grave not be opened,

may I complete my journey,

may my destiny be ensured to me.

May the serpent in the heart not attack me,

nor the grey worming doubt,

nor the senseless fear.

May no thief attack me,

nor a hostile company,

without my company of warriors.

May I have richness of time from the Mighty Ones.

I call on Scáthach of the seven teachings,

who suckled heroes at sword point.

May my seven lights burn brightly.

I am an invincible fortress,

I am an unshakable cliff,

I am a mighty stone,

I am the bull of seven battles

May I know hundreds of truths,

hundreds of joys, each hundred after another.

I summon my good fortune to me;

may the fire of the Hero’s Light be on me.

Your blessings, Queen, upon your people.

Prayer of Long Life (Short Form)

I call on the Mighty Great Queen,

who shapes the fates of her people.

May courage be granted to us as bright as bronze.

May our forms be exalted,

may our wills be ennobled,

may our strength be increased,

may our graves not be opened,

may we complete our journeys,

may our destinies be ensured to us.

May the serpent in the heart not attack,

nor the grey worming doubt,

nor the senseless fear.

May no hostile company attack us,

without our company of warriors.

May we have richness of time from the Mighty Ones.

May we know hundreds of truths,

hundreds of joys, each hundred after another.

I pray your great blessings;

may the fire of the Hero’s Light strengthen us.

Your blessings, Queen, upon your people.


 

 

PantheaCon 2016. Photo by Joe Perri
PantheaCon 2016. Photo by Joe Perri

Prayer to the Morrigan (Rynn Fox, August 2012)

Great Queen, The Morrigan

Hear me, I am your Priest and your Warrior,

Protect me from harm, be it by intent or by ignorance,

In the face of life’s trials and joys,

May I be ever steady: calm in mind, body, and emotion,

May I be centered, present, embodied,

My mind like water; clinging to no thing and untroubled,

May I act decisively, truth and wisdom as my guideposts,

May my actions and words move from a place of honor, wisdom, compassion, and love,

May I know when to cut, and when to be cut

Clothe me in guile and cunning;

That I may move with suppleness and resiliency between the worlds


Gathering for Life on Earth 2015. Photo by Joe Perri
Gathering for Life on Earth 2015. Photo by Joe Perri

A Warrior’s Prayer 

by Brennos Agrocunos Gunn

Great Queen,

I stand before this gathering storm,

My heart a bright flame.

Weary, but fiercely determined

Saddened and grieving,

Angered and outraged

in this place I stand fast.

My heels dug into this holy soil, not to be moved.

The strength of my arms to fortify our battered people.

The love in my heart to give comfort to the weeping.

The truth of my tongue to bring the fulfillment of justice and sovereignty to our land.

This I swear by land, sea, and sky.

 


Body of the Morrigan pilgrimage to Ireland 2015. Photo by Joe Perri
Body of the Morrigan pilgrimage to Ireland 2015. Photo by Joe Perri

A Meditation on Tragedy (Rynn Fox, November 2012)

Every warrior answers differently to tragedy. One thinks it is better to pursue an enemy to spare others more tragedy. Another will think it is an act of courage to stop your rage and descend into mourning, as vulnerable as an innocent. Still another will hold the center between grief and outrage, compassion and love, striving to recognize that both the innocent and the perpetrators are tragic victims in their own way.

I pray to the Morrigan, in honor of all innocents of all tragedies, may the way of healing and remembrance be known. May the light of compassion, goodwill and love light the way in this dark time. May it banish our fears and provide holy silence to reflect upon our outrage and our place within it. May compassion open our hearts, minds, ears and eyes to hear all sides. May Truth be illuminated and the healthiest, most best outcome be achieved. May we contemplate Death today, and remember that it will all be taken away in an instant not of our choosing. And may light be borne of the darkness again, and again, and again.

I will burn a candle tonight, not for warmth, or to do work at night, but for Light.

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