The best way to honor the lives of my ancestors is to become free from the beliefs that kept them down, to recognize their efforts and become a wiser and more caring person with the tenacity to change and grow as life goes on. It's the same as maturing and developing autonomy from my parents. They did the best they could, and my life gives me the freedom to find my own honest way, to experience connections that my parents could not see. In a certain way, I help them and their legacy by discovering my own living truth, by being an awake and responsive human on the totem that I am a part of.
When a person dies, beliefs and constrictions release. Anything that separates falls away. I recon that if an ancestor or a parent who has died could see us now, that personified love would include wanting us to be free from their antiquated ways of thinking. They'd want us to live life unconstricted by the constraints they experienced and taught to us. The stuff that we got trapped by. There's an inherent forgiveness about that, and an ability to move on. It's a strong sense I've gotten since my dad died. I've spoken with other people who have lost a parent and had similar insights.
That was something I wrote on Facebook, which came up as a memory from this day in 2015. What I wrote then fits just right into the work I'm doing now with Biodynamic Craniosacral, since this work helps the body tissues release their conditioned patterns. We can actually release the stuff from the body rather than just managing ourselves for the rest of our lives, which actually speaks to the impermanence of conditioning. It may seem like we get permanently changed from life's hard knocks but the underlying health and vitality that knows about freedom is always here, ready to re-emerge and rejoin the joyous openness we truly are. Who knew Leonard Skinner was so in touch?! FREEBIIIIIRRRRRD!
And before Leonard there was Rumi ~ "But how should the cage-bird know about the air?"
Our human ancestory has many voices, all singing about the same thing.