Ancestral Grief
Sunday, August 31st, 2008
One of the things that I enjoy is working with a set of tarot cards. My first deck, many years ago, was the Aleister Crowley Thoth tarot deck. At that stage of my life, needless to say, I was preoccupied with interests in ceremonial magic and the Cabalah. I eventually gifted that pack to an associate who had been waiting some years for a pack to come his way, believing that the only legitimate way of obtaining a pack was to be gifted one. My second pack was the Rider-Waite deck, which was gifted me by my partner, who also presented me with my favourite witch’s deck, the Sacred Circle Tarot. This deck has been my mainstay for a number of years, and contains beautiful images of the sacred sites and mystical places of Britain and Ireland. As well, it has been re-interpreted specifically from a Wiccan perspective, using the symbolism of the wheel of the year, the sacred herbs and trees, and the Deity forms familiar to Wiccans, and in particular Celtic Wiccans.
Recently, I have become interested in dragons, their lore and magic, as regular readers may have guessed from recent posts on Dragon Walking and Dragon Power. This goes back to the red and white dragons of the prophecies of Merlin, which I mention in my post on the Caduceus Meditation. So what better way to celebrate this magical interest than with a new tarot deck – this time, the Dragon Tarot Deck, by Peter Pracownik and Terry Donaldson. My first impression is that it is a very pragmatic deck, with symbolism firmly rooted in the traditional imagery. I am enjoying getting to know this deck, and look forward to using it more. The other day, in an incident which I feel turns me from a Tarot aficionado into a Tarot deck collector, I saw the Leonardo DaVinci tarot by Caitlin Matthews at a local bookstore at a bargain basement price. Needless to say, having enjoyed many of her works, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity. So now I have another deck on hand to help out!
Of course I couldn’t wait to get stuck in and divine the cause and solution to my latest bout of Melancholy, which regular readers will understand afflicts me on the odd occasion. Incidentally, I understand that 1 in 5 adults in Australia suffer from depression at some time in their lives – but that is another story. Back to the point, the cards spoke of Melancholy caused by (or associated with) ancestral grief.
In our highly individualistic world, such a concept probably seems outlandish to most people, but not to me. In fact, I resonated with this clue. In deed, there is a chapter in my book “The Great Work” on just this topic. Ancestral grief, for me, seems to be focussed on my (deceased) grandfather. He died before I was born, and I barely knew of his existence, as my father rarely spoke of him as I grew up. I told the story of the grief I felt at first seeing his photograph, and how I honoured him at our last Samhain circle in a previous post. It came to me that I should put his story, the details of which my Auntie has documented, into a song. This began a very intense time for me, of extreme grieving. Over a week of putting his story into song, I could hardly get a line or two out before bursting into tears. Sometimes I wondered if I would ever be able to perform it at all. I could feel his presence around me, and it seemed to me that I could feel there was bitterness and regret in his life. Perhaps this came from his war experiences. Perhaps it came from having to sell his newspaper publishing business during the depression, struggling to raise a family and being, from family accounts, rather too fond of the bottle. In any case, I feel in some way that I carry a wound with me, a wound that began in his life, and passed itself on to me via my father. It is not a psychological process, that I am talking about, more like a spiritual resonance. There is some unfathomable connection between us. I hesitate to say that I am he re-incarnated, as I experience his spirit essence as distinct from my own. Yet, perhaps in the way of identical twins, we share an essence and consciousness, which is as defining as our separate identities.
I am not sure how to work further with this healing process. It seems that we are both interested in writing and publishing. I don’t know whether he was interested in esoteric subjects, but he was a member of a Masonic Lodge. According to my auntie, this was for business reasons, though whether she is making a reasonable assumption or remembers something of his attitude towards it I don’t know.
It is soon to be my father’s 75th birthday, and the song will be ready for that occasion. I am a bit nervous, as I am not sure how my father will re-act to it. However I feel that it will be a positive occurrence, and part of the healing journey for myself, my father, and my grandfather.
I will let you know how it turns out!
BB,
Rob.