March 15, 2022

Elders and ancestors hand in hand
A bowl of silence in which we stand

With death at my shoulder

One of the gifts of breast cancer was deepening my relationship with death. No. I didn’t sense that I was going to die and I’ve been cancer free for seven years now. But it was a possibility. When the diagnosis landed it was time to turn and face death, to acknowledge that death was now at my shoulder both from the cancer and being Crone. Of course death always walks with us but I had been happy to journey through life ignoring that.

As elders, as Crones, we know that we are now on the path to becoming ancestor. We accept that we will walk with them and we open to that most sacred of transitions. In this opening we begin to step through the threshold and enter the landscape of cosmic and sacred communion. And we begin to walk in both worlds.

We are called to a space of silence that we might hear the wisdom offered in this communion. 

We are called to a deeper understanding of the power of silence in the ancestral landscape and in our lives.

Blessings of Crone Wisdom,
Judith