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This Samhain is particularly significant to my grove as it will be the last one our Senior Druid is heading. She's headed the last 13 and is ready for a break from that part of Senior Druid'ing at least. She started with The Morrigan her first Samhain that she led and is ending with The Morrigan. In addition to bringing my usual stuffed pumpkin, I have been asked to invoke Nemain, the bean nighe warrior maiden aspect of The Morrigan.
The Morrigan has been explained to me as being similiar to Cernunnos in so far as it's not that The Morrigan is one deity/person or even a triple aspected deity/person, it's a job title. So it's more like a bunch of women who work for MorriganCo. which is a little difficult for me to wrap my head around but makes sense.
There's been a poem/invocation in my head for the last few weeks for the Nemain. Going with the idea of MorriganCo, all of the things "she said" were said to me by different "shes", and the last three paragraphs are what my Nemain faction has said to me. I will be doing a small altar for her as well, she's requested the picture I like of her and warrior port which is simple enough.
She appeared to me in a dream She said Her face a canvas of wode She handed me a feather and told me to give it to you She said you'd know what it meant
Whenever there is a battlefield She is there She said When you are able to put your hands into the river of black oozing sorrow and not fall in Instead grow a pair of wings like hers that will hold you up when you can't stand and make your spine a thing of steel that's when you've won
I know you said this is the worst day of your life since daddy died She said But It got better
Each day a little at a time She said Moment by moment Breath by breath She said
I'm proud of you She said
It's impressive How much you've Metamorphosized Became you But better Unfettered She said
Stand your ground Dig your heels into the mud slick with blood and battle Whispered words do more than swords most days
Never give up your power Steal it back Eat it whole
But don't mistake your power as freedom from the river Your wailing and tears Crimson soaked cloth in hand Some things can't be forgotten.