Life:the dance between birth and death. The river of life flows, with its ups and downs, eddies, rapids and calm stretches; all learnings for this lifetime as we float towards our inevitable demise. Death is but the beginning of another phase. The entering of the ancestral realm, through a portal; the eye of the needle from which a light had always shone. The ancestors are calling us now to listen. The veil between these two realms is thin and they have collectively gathered and are summoning us to pay attention; take heed and heal ancient wounds. Wounds that have laid as gaping sores, cut deep into the foundation of the earth and weeped, silently, for generations. There is a healing balm provided by all these ancestors who need our help to bathe these open wounds with love, compassion and deliverance.

The veil between these realms has been thinning for some time and at this time of year, it is at its thinnest, hence the festival of halloween which comes from the ancient Celtic tradition of Samhain which marked the end of the summer, beginning of winter and with it, more time spent indoors and the rationing of the food stores to ensure they lasted the winter. The Samhain festival involved bonfires and a feast of autumnal produce as the harvest came towards its close. It was a time for honouring the ancestors whilst the veil between the realms was thin, and giving thanks for their guidance, support and wisdom.

To communicate with these ancestors we must quieten our mind, find the stillness within ourselves allowing us to expand our perceptions and raise our vibration. In turn, to communicate with us, they must lower their vibrations and then we can converse. Some will do so with images, some with words and others with feelings or knowings but all are valid and should be met with acceptance and a welcoming embrace. The more we reconnect, the more healing there is to be had and the more connected we will feel to the multidimensional world we are a tiny part of.

But there is a lack of soft language and acceptance towards death. Most people do not want to talk about their own, or someone else’s. Yet, without death, there cannot be birth and we cannot fully embrace our life if we cannot also embrace our death. Is it our ego’s attachment to this current body and with it, the illusion of control, that creates an avoidance at all levels to keep the pretence that this life will not end if we don’t think about it? Our fear of death affects our connection to our ancestors, the natural world and everything else. This fear has separated us from the wealth of information and support offered by the ancestors and without the feeling of their support, we often feel alone, afraid as well as lonely. This disconnection from wholeness and with it, this feeling of alone-ness, has begun to feel so normal, that our nervous systems have adjusted to assume that fear, disconnection, inequality and a sense of not enough is normal. It is not normal, not healthy and does not give us an opportunity to honour our journey or that of our heritage, without which, we would not be where we are or who we are.
There is much gratitude to be had for the journeys of our ancestors, to honour what they went through and accept it as a crucial part of our own journey, one that has allowed us to be who we are, where we need to be and with the skills we need in this lifetime. We are part of a collective and we are needed in this lifetime to fulfil our purpose, whatever that may be. Our ancestors have much to offer us, should we be willing to listen and now is a good time to spend time doing so. To accept and discuss death is the beginning of being free enough to embrace this lifetime and acknowledge that this body that I am in is worth looking after because this soul has a purpose, and our ancestors are here to help us with it, if we are listening.