Mabh, bring us together;
Mabh, bring us through.
Here at Temple of the Moon, we offer twice daily the old tribal prayers for the welfare of the People: that we may have well-being, that we may prosper, that our numbers may increase.
The first and last prayers of each offering are addressed, of course, to Earth: for us, the beginning and end of all things.
In this time of brokenness, when so much that we know and love is overturned, as we walk a long, Dark Way, I find myself adding to the customary prayers, two more:
Mabh, bring us together;
Mabh, bring us through.
Naturally, they address Earth, our beloved Earth. Who better to call on than the Mother, out of our deepest need?
They call to her by her sacred love name, her name of power, voiced as MAHV: a name of Birth, close-open-close, and the Breath of Life within. This name I had from my teacher, Tony Kelly, many years ago. Call her by this name, and give her your kiss of love—Love to you, my Mabh—and she will take you into her secrets.
Mabh, bring us together;
Mabh, bring us through.