I’ve discussed with some friends that I think this astrological cycle we are in right now has a theme of healing family issues. Cancer New Moon – Capricorn Full Moon – Cancer New Moon again. That’s the mother of the zodiac, the father, and the mother again. The Cancer-Capricorn axis is about security and the tension between home and career, at least in part. I should give you the disclaimer that I am not a professional astrologer.
Yesterday was the second Cancer New Moon and I was sitting on the porch with my roommate, an old friend from school I’ve known for nearly two decades, and a fellow metaphysically inclined person (she’s not much for labels but has been having experiences with Odin over the last year lol). I don’t remember what the conversation was originally that brought this on, but I was suddenly flooded with a memory that I had blocked out, or at least not remembered. The great grandparent who I have been resisting working with, I never met him in real life, but his was the first funeral I had ever been to. I was seven. I remembered attending the viewing and feeling like I had to approach the coffin. My parents told me I didn’t have to, but I felt like I did. The older ladies in front of me in the line touched his forehead, and because I was curious and wanted to be grown up, I did the same thing too. I can’t explain what happened, except that I think I screamed in front of everyone, and I ran and locked myself in the bathroom. My mother had to take me to my grandmother’s (we were visiting from out of state for the funeral). I think that was the first spirit that contacted me. I had no memory of this until yesterday, at least I don’t think so.
I think what’s shaken this loose is that in January I went to the funeral for my boyfriend’s father, and that was the first funeral I went to since doing serious spiritwork. His father refused to speak to me, but I FELT him, powerfully, and he was …. Let’s just say I can tell he was not a pleasant man.
I asked my brother this morning if he knew our great grandfather’s full name and birthday but didn’t tell him why I wanted to know. Turns out he was a Gemini. This is personally significant because my mother and my boyfriend are both Geminis, and my Chiron is in Gemini, my primal wounding. I don’t know what it all means yet but I feel way too connected to a guy I never met. My brother apparently went down a research rabbit hole, and sent me a link to the grave of our great grandfather’s father (An Aries – My North Node is Aries. So I think he’s the one I’m supposed to start my ancestor work from.). Again, he had no idea that I had been feeling this urge towards ancestor work. He also didn’t know that I already had a little genealogy work another family member had done. At that point I surrendered, taking it as a sign that I am supposed to begin true ancestor working.
Now this is my parental line. My father is still alive. But I don’t talk to him, and if there were justice in the world, he’d be in jail. (I did try – I had no legal recourse). My father is an evil man, and my grandmother chose his side when certain truths came to light. That is why I have been resisting this pull. But maybe I have to go back into the bloodline to heal this family trauma so it is not passed on in our wyrd. I will never have children, I know that, but my brother is undecided. If I heal this family wyrd perhaps my hypothetical nieces and nephews won’t be burdened with the things my brother and I were.
My grandfather lost his father, the Aries, at seven years old in a sawmill accident, in 1917 (I have a letter he wrote in the 60s about all the obstacles he had overcome in his life, as he was applying for a business loan). I was the same age, seven, when I attended this man’s funeral. I don’t where this is all going right now
This probably sounds quite rambly. But…. I surrender. My great great grandfather ‘s grave is in Wisconsin, I won’t be able to go there for a while, but my great grandfather’s grave is only 20 minutes or so away. I will most likely make my first offering before Samhain. I have to do some reading and research. I don’t know why, but I’m nervous. This feels heavy. But also, it feels needed. I am honored.
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