Inspiration to be strong, to break chains that bind me down. Loyalty, devotion, hard work: Aspects I’ve grown to love of myself, reflections of your strong, gentle hands.
Hail to you, Incantation-Fetter, For no magic binds you, No will that is not your own can pass your gate.
Lend me your strength, wise mother, so I may follow in your path.
Hail to you, fiery spirit, so beloved. For yours is the flame that stole the Sky-Treader’s heart. Hail to you, equal of the World-Breaker.
Hail to you, goddess, guardian, guide. Hail to you, mentor, mother, mender.
Loyalty isn’t grey. It’s black and white. You’re either loyal completely, or not loyal at all. And people have to understand this. You can’t be loyal only when it serves you.
Sigyn is about feeling the anguish of those She loves, about being acutely aware of the pain of the world and then rolling up Her sleeves and getting to work to make a difference, in whatever way She can.
Holding the Bowl 