Ancestral Prayer to the Waters

Day 8 of the Rituals to the Waters

Things have become more normal again after the great dog-illness of 2024, it has become predictably safe to put the rugs and carpets back where they belong, all the newspaper is taken up and a sense of normality has returned to our daily routine. After many sleepless nights it feels like we are all catching up with ourselves. Yesterday and today the connection to the ancestors has felt very deep to me. Yesterday I took the dogs out onto the snow-covered stone circle and they made zoomies and rolled in the white stuff.

I returned to the house and found myself sitting in the "energy spot" in my house which my Feng shui friend tells me is where I should always meditate and manifest. That was not my plan, I just found myself there. But straight away I knew there was an ancestral voice wanting to be heard. It was pertaining to the financial situation that I often find myself in where cash flow does not keep up with the bills! I often find myself wondering, why such an abundant person as myself can attract all the material resources except cash!

Anyways, as I sat I used muscle testing to be sure... yes there was an ancestor with me... relating to a wound in my paternal line - father to son - for over 100 generations. These ancestors were living in the far north of Scotland at the time. This echo remnant was not a full voice but a traumatised part of one. It was the 14 year old self of an ancestor that went on to live a long time.

This 14 year old youth came from an honourable family and his parents were well respected in the community. This youth, for reasons that baffled him entirely, kept taking more than he contributed. He was a taker, an early addict maybe, he was in debt to his people when resources around them were scarce. He was asked to amend his ways but he could not and at that tender age he found himself adrift and in exile. The reconciliation was between his 14 year old self and his father, then once that had happened, that fragment of his self could be reintegrated into the whole.

Once that internal healing was complete I could feel a new pulse of positivity in the masculine aspects of my own being.

And the following prayer emerged, which I offered today to the Ocean at Ynys Llandwyn.

Waters please hear my prayers 

I acknowledge the unnatural hunger of my ancestors 

I acknowledge we lost the sense of fulfilment and enoughness 

Across time and space I pray our hunger and thirst be met and I pray we know Unity 

Unified then and unified now 

As an act of atonement today 

I offer the expression of deep regret for all of us who took more 

Who took violently 

Who took secretly 

Who took selfishly 

May all who were cast out be welcomed home 

May all debts be repaid in the fullness of prosperity 

May all harms be lamented 

May Love be restored 

Across time and space oh miraculous Waters 

This is my prayer and my longing 

For peace