Disir Ritual

This is a time of year to honor our foremothers,

Our sisters, aunts, grandmothers, near and ancient women

Whose lives have led to our own

Many hands and hearts support our breath and bodies

Their blood and labor still a part of us

Women whose wisdom we have been directly influenced by

Our spiritual ancestors, and wise women whose words and compassion

Helped us through trying times, helped us find our strength

And see our way along our path

Women who we literally owe our existence to

From giving us life through their bodies

From the labor of their hands and minds to keep us and our kin alive

Through harsh winters, wars, famines, and assaults

Their strength and resilience made possible our very breath

Mother Warriors

Some of us are lucky enough to have had living connections

So that songs, and prayers, and ritual have been passed from one to the next

In an unbroken line of maternal wisdom and hearth traditions

Others of us seek the voices of spirits to heal the gap

Bridge the loss of that tradition from the violence of conversion

On this night we seek the voices of our ancestor women

For comfort, love, guidance, protection, wisdom,

The well of our spiritual strength

Hail the Disir