Let's be sparked by Brigit's brilliant example. Happy St. Brigit's Day - the beginning of Spring in the Irish traditional calendar, presided over by the wonderful St. Brigit. So glad to be with you here today - for the first time or the fiftieth. Welcome, new friends, and welcome back, dear seasoned friends! Thank you for your presence and for taking an interest in my words, music, and ideas. I'm honored and grateful! She's a champion - a solver of riddles and soother of heartaches, a bringer of peace, and a tireless worker on behalf of life. AND, as I suggest in this poem: she shouldn't have to do it all alone. Brigit is Weary Brigit is weary of walking the world, blessing the cloth hung out in the night, coaxing the babies safe from the wombs, purifying wells whose gift is clear sight. Brigit is weary of laying the fires, baking the oat farls, wetting the tea, sweeping the hearth so the fáilte is ready, singing the hymns to inspire you and me. Brigit, come in
Written by and for the former staff of UNICEF