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There's this perception that communication with your ancestors is hearing their voices, or seeing them in your dreams. But it doesn't have to be like that. It can be very subtle.
The psychic faculty most accessible to me personally is claircognizance, and that is how communication with the ancestors works for me. I will give a recent example.
During a weekly feeding of the ancestors, I felt very strong impressions of my great great aunt Albertina.
During a weekly feeding of the ancestors, I felt very strong impressions of my great great aunt Albertina.
Weary of spirits presenting as recent ancestors, I verified with divination. The divination also gave me a mission.
When this mission hit a dead-end, because no one alive seems to remember much about our spinster aunty who spent her life caring for her father, I forgot about it.
When this mission hit a dead-end, because no one alive seems to remember much about our spinster aunty who spent her life caring for her father, I forgot about it.
Things… come to me during altered states of consciousness, but they also come to me, quieter, gentler, when my mind is relaxed and unoccupied.
One day it hit me that I MUST paint her portrait. But I didn't throw myself into it, because I'm not a portrait painter.
One day it hit me that I MUST paint her portrait. But I didn't throw myself into it, because I'm not a portrait painter.
When my mind was soft and unfocused, I slipped to thinking about the portrait. What photo should I base it on? How would I go about it?
Then lightning strikes out of the blue. White roses. They're her favourite flower. Sadly I can't verify this with living sources.
Then lightning strikes out of the blue. White roses. They're her favourite flower. Sadly I can't verify this with living sources.
Not being a portrait painter, I decide to do a small online course in portraiture, to understand skin tones, shadows, and just the overall procedure better.
Afterwards, I lay in bed, body already asleep, mind rolling around unstoppably, trying to figure out warm/cool shadows…
Afterwards, I lay in bed, body already asleep, mind rolling around unstoppably, trying to figure out warm/cool shadows…
… and it comes to me that she doesn't really like any of the photos I have of her.
But she still wants me to paint her.
My doubts about the white roses being genuine transmission—roses being such an obvious choice—lavender, she also likes lavender.
But she still wants me to paint her.
My doubts about the white roses being genuine transmission—roses being such an obvious choice—lavender, she also likes lavender.
This jolts me slightly more awake. I start having conscious thoughts about the portrait. Her hair looks dark. She probably has hazel eyes. No response. I fall asleep.
I wake up. I think about the portrait again. The hazel eyes. I think of another photo of her, at the end of her life, also a black and white photo, face mostly turned away. I suddenly know her eyes in this photo have faded to greyish blue with age. They were never hazel.
But how do I know that I'm not making it up? I don't. Not really. I have verified information like this before with people who know. I have verified information with divination. Ultimately, however, I can't be sure every time. Neither of the information nor the source.
But the same can be said for clairaudience and dreams. The only difference is that this "knowing" is less flashy, and less obvious. It requires more training to distinguish from your mind's "hey, wouldn't it be cool if" impulses.
Fin.
Fin.
