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Hello, pornies! I hope you are doing fine. Yep,
still inspired to write something, and this time it is about one of my goals
for this year: getting better at necromancy. You know how much I love this, and
I started doing something I read about on Tomás Prower's Morbid Magic: to ask after your ancestors.
Although necromancy is divination by contacting
the dead, I also consider having a healthy relationship with your deceased an
essential part of it. Necromancy is just one of the branches of ancestral
veneration, and let’s be honest: how can you say you respect your dead if you
only call them when you need help?
I have a separate altar for my ancestors of
blood, pretty near to my main one, and that’s where I do all my devotions and
show my respect twice a day, in the morning and at nights, before going to
sleep. For a couple of days, I’ve been only contacting them to know how they
are, if they have anything to tell me, if there’s anything they are trying to
say and I’m not listening as I should, and I feel a change.
Since I started doing this, I’ve feel more
comfortable while sitting there (as comfortable as you can be with a backless chair; is that even a word?) I
also feel more connected with my family, which is both surprising and not at
the same time. Again, would you want to spend your resting time with someone
who only comes and goes all Gimme gimme
gimme?
Coming from a traditional, conservative family,
I had a hard time figuring out how to honor them in a proper manner, because
all of my family believes in reincarnation, but as something that happens right
away at the moment of death, and does not believe in images or idols. So, according to them, there is
nothing for me to contact, but that doesn’t prevent me from honoring them.
I found that having a simple family tree helps
a lot. I only have my parents, grandparents, great-grandparents and
great-great-grandparents, not a single uncle or aunt or cousin in there, but
it’s a start. Something as simple as sitting there, reciting their names, and
feeling surrounded as I can only wonder all the history that lies in my back is
all I need. I have a wrist clock take belonged to one of them, but rather than worshiping it or them, I use it as a
reminder of where I am.
For me, an altar is a place of contact and
interaction, it facilitates communication toward the planes and the worlds. My
ancestral altar is exactly that, a place to keep in contact with my beloved
dead, their energy, their memories, their histories, their experiences and
their lives. It doesn’t matter if they are there still or if they are walking
this earth again somewhere else because the Gods remember them, and I believe I
can interact with their energy through time and space.
Kinky regards, K!
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