The legend goes that by the time Rome knew a female was running an Abbey for both men & women in far away Ireland, St Bridget had already been much too established and beloved as a strong and respected leader, they couldn't take her position away--though it went against Church policy. She proliferated the radical notion that the human race--the poor, the sick, men, woman & children, deserved food, shelter, blessings and love. Sure I was bummed that there were never any touristy tchotchke with my old fashioned name on it growing up, but the more I learned of this spiritually and historically significant namesake, the more I felt so very lucky to have it as a beacon to honor and live up to. To the patron saint/Celtic deity of healers, hospitality, children and POETS, happy Saint's day!