mother-crow:

Hail Sigyn of the strong heart!
Hail Sigyn, the light in the cave!
Hail Sigyn, who siphons poison from the suffering!

I draw on your strength today. I keep you in the front of my mind as my evening grows darker and more difficult.

I love you, Lady Sigyn, and I carry your lessons in my aching heart as I struggle to learn to be more forgiving, kinder, and stronger in defense of those I love.