To the extent of what I am permitted to disclose to those not of my lineage: I have been present at the invocation of the spirits of those of my blood who have come forth, and perceived information that I did not previously know, given through that channel, later independently corroborated through other methods.
Self-hypnosis, forgotten memories, prior knowledge, external priming, ex-post-facto rationalisations: there are a thousand possible explanations for what I have experienced, and I have thought of all of them. But I prefer, and always have preferred, the numinous one. The mysteries are blood-linked, and separate and apart from the prayers for all the honoured dead that are my wont to perform, but if the souls of those who have come forth from one's own familial line can be communed with, I choose to believe the souls of all those who have come forth continue to exist, in some fashion. And as it is my belief that the transition to the realm of the dead may be more or less difficult for each person as he or she faces the sum of his or her life, but no man or woman dies while his or her name yet lives and is written, I do my part to speed along the souls of those for whom I touched, and who touched me.
Miss Parkinson knows some small part of my practise, actually; if you are curious, ask her. The prayers for the honoured dead that I taught her are not one of the mysteries, but she did find them a comfort. Or appeared to, at least. And Mr Finch-Fletchley has seen the other half of that reasoning
Shall I ask if this is an intellectual exercise, or if you have a particular thrust to this line of questioning? Because if you are waiting for me to tell you that you will see Harry again, of that I am far less certain, and that is why that damned rite was something I would not have done if he had not
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Date: 2015-05-21 02:42 am (UTC)Self-hypnosis, forgotten memories, prior knowledge, external priming, ex-post-facto rationalisations: there are a thousand possible explanations for what I have experienced, and I have thought of all of them. But I prefer, and always have preferred, the numinous one. The mysteries are blood-linked, and separate and apart from the prayers for all the honoured dead that are my wont to perform, but if the souls of those who have come forth from one's own familial line can be communed with, I choose to believe the souls of all those who have come forth continue to exist, in some fashion. And as it is my belief that the transition to the realm of the dead may be more or less difficult for each person as he or she faces the sum of his or her life, but no man or woman dies while his or her name yet lives and is written, I do my part to speed along the souls of those for whom I touched, and who touched me.
Miss Parkinson knows some small part of my practise, actually; if you are curious, ask her. The prayers for the honoured dead that I taught her are not one of the mysteries, but she did find them a comfort. Or appeared to, at least.
And Mr Finch-Fletchley has seen the other half of that reasoningShall I ask if this is an intellectual exercise, or if you have a particular thrust to this line of questioning? Because if you are waiting for me to tell you that you will see Harry again, of that I am far less certain, and that is why that damned rite was something I would not have done if he had not