Samhain 2015 and a Word with the Lord of the Dead
It has been a while. We had a death in the family. And I could not regain my equilibrium to be able to do my spiritual work. That is, of course, the time one most needs it...however that is also easy to say and believe when you are not living it. So this evening, after the grove rite, after my spouse had gone to bed, I decided to do some work. I actually decided after the latest death of a family member of a friend. This year, 2015, has been particularly hard in this realm. People I know have lost loved ones. WE lost a loved one. I had decided I was quite done with all this loss and was going to give the Lord of the Dead a piece of my mind. I drummed myself to the Underworld, this time trying to be purposeful and methodical as I went through the steps. (I tend to jump from place to place, or "bamph" as one friend called it. I always feel I should slow down though.) I got to the bridge, crossed, found the gate open as I went through. I was in the room that was