Prayers


As some of you know, I have been flametending for a while now. Despite years of meditation I’m having trouble keeping my mind on Brigit while I flametend.

So I asked on a Facebook group for help and someone suggested praying to Brigit when I light the hob.

Unfortunately I seem to have a block about prayers. I was brought up Christian and I didn’t see the point of saying Grace. I asked why, but was not given an answer other than “that’s what we do”. So when it was my turn to say Grace I gabbled it as fast as I could with no feeling whatsoever behind it, which is not the point of a prayer. My prayers to the Christian God were never answered, even when I needed them the most, so I gave up on prayer a long time ago.

A few years ago there was an incident which illustrated the power of prayer to me. I called my friend Cathy, who is Irish and by accident I dialed one digit wrong. I did not realise this till I had talked to her for a while and the other person on the phone thought I was her Scottish niece Isobel.

However, by that time I had told her that my husband had lost her keys and she said she’d pray for his keys to be found even though she didn’t know me. Later that evening he found his keys, which had dropped into the boot of the car.

I have no idea how to get my head around my block, but think that it’s a necessary thing to do. However, I have said odd prayers to the deities when necessary and they have always been answered.