White Cloud Spirits veil the sky as the Sun Spirit’s light defuses through them. The ground is damp from Rain Spirit’s nighttime visit. Birds call all around me, and my rooster calls to the neighbor rooster over the fence. There is freshness and potential in the day, and we are off soon to cut and bring home our holiday tree.
“Farewell and thanks, Spirits of Darkness, Mother of Night. Hail and welcome, Spirits of Day, Mother of Light. May you smile upon us this day. I pray that you teach us how to heal, that we may together bring healing to our world, and heal our relationships with you, with each other, with all of life. Moran taing, agus sla\inte mhath.”