Witchlette, as I have shared before, is very interested in ancestor veneration.
This past weekend, on Saturday, we gathered with many of Hubby’s maternal side of the family. In the past year, Hubby’s 2nd cousin passed away. He, and Hubby’s great aunt, were honored at the dinner with a reserved empty chair and a plate of food for the ancestor and Fae. All week, Witchlette was talking about how excited she was to visit with D & S, our hosts, and all of the cousins. When we got there and she realized how many people were present, and how many of them she didn’t know, she clammed up.
As I read the ancestor welcome, L, the sister of the cousin and daughter of the great aunt, collected food samplings on a small plate and put it aside for their spirits.
To those who have gone before,
To those whose names live in our hearts and dance upon our lips,
To those whose names have been lost in the sea of time,
To those whose bones lie above and below the earth,
To those whose ashes have traveled on the winds,
We, the living, bid you welcome and entrance.
The plan was to leave the food by a tree towards the end of the night and formally bid the ancestors farewell. Over the course of the night, everyone became distracted and a formal farewell never happened. While watching over the moon before leaving, however, I said a quiet farewell to close the door to D and S’s home and keep none lingering.