Bless me mother, for I am your child.
Blessed be my Eyes, so I may see the path you set for me.
Blessed be my Nose, so I may breath your essence.
Blessed be my Mouth, so I may speak well.
Blessed be my Hands, so I may heal in this world.
Blessed be my Breast, so I may be true and faithful in my work.
Blessed be my Loins, so I may bring forth generations in your name.
Blessed be my Feet, so I may stand true, and walk in your ways.
Holiest Mother, be with me as I go.
So mote it be.
Adapted from a ritual written by Ed Fitch
