![]() ![]() What helped me was the advice of someone from a long tradition of working with the ancestors. I know that years of working with the dead in the name of art and spirituality, didn’t prepare me for the death of my mother. ![]() Then I thought maybe someone should write about the cults of the ancestors and death, perhaps an anthology, perhaps cross relate experiences of loss to personal spirituality and magick and history. You are a leaf that doesn’t know it is part of a tree.’ I recalled Michael Crichton’s words ‘If you don’t know (your family’s) history, then you don’t know anything. I remember how my grieving father mourned for all the information he had relied on his deceased wife remembering information which was now lost. ![]() I thought of which civilizations are falling and which are rising again, and wondered whether acknowledging death and the ancestors is a vital part of a maintaining personal identity and our place in society. Then I was musing on how the socially mobile of modern western society eschew death rites and grieving in the name of ‘holding it together’ and being progressive. ‘I was musing on Singapore in all its affluent glory still having shrines for the dead on every street corner during ‘The Festival of the Hungry Ghosts’. Edited by Charlotte Rodgers & Lydia Maskell ![]()
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