I was part of a private Samhain ritual tonight that included a deep meditation and some trance work. Following our work together, each person in the group spoke of their personal experience and visions. And then we had some pie.
It seems to me that this veil we often speak of–this veil between the world of matter and spirit–hasn’t really been much of a boundary for a long, long time.
Tonight seemed to prove that again–as if we needed another experience of hearing the voices of the Ancestors and the Beloved Dead. But if we have access to these long and old memories, what do we do with the information that comes to us in meditation or on the autumn wind? Can we trust what we seem to understand from such dubious sources?
I believe we can. My experience in this arcane kind of listening has shown me that I often hear what I need to hear–whether it’s the addition of maple-syrup to Grandma’s pumpkin pie recipe or the chance to jitterbug with the grandfather you never knew.
Winter is upon us now, as reckoned by the old calendar, and the Long Dying of the Year continues now until the Solstice and the rebirth of the agricultural year. Listen carefully in these times of growing darkness and see what is revealed to you. Make a list. Keep a record. Be prepared to be surprised by what you learn about yourself and the world around you.