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I went to visit an old graveyard today. Most of the graves are of people who lived and died in the 1800’s. I have been there before under the cover of darkness but never by the light of day. I wanted to read some of the headstones and see things through a sunny view. It was a beautiful day outside. High wispy clouds, plenty of sun, mild temperatures, and a slight breeze.

The dead speak in many ways. The type of headstone, graveside ornaments, care given the grave, dates and epitaphs on the headstones, and for those who listen with their intuition, the sounds of nature and whispers in your ear.

The grave of the Confederate soldier, that someone has been caring for, still had a confederate flag waving in the breeze. It spoke of a time of great sacrifice. The division between the North and the South was great. A time of death and destruction, hate and anger.

Some of the headstones and gravesites have fallen into disrepair. One headstone had fallen over and broken into three pieces. There was a hand carved into the top of the headstone that once pointed to the sky. Now the hand is pointing at an old tree that was creaking as the branches swayed. The lady buried there seem to say “Look to the Earth, the trees and all of Nature.” I’m sure originally the intent was to say “Look to Heaven, that is where I am.” Maybe her spirit went to Heaven and her body was absorbed by the roots of the old tree creaking.

Headstone epitaphs are often chosen by the deceased before they pass over. One lady chose the epitaph “We will meet again.” A message of hope for those who loved her, maybe a son, daughter, husband, grandchild, or friend.

In Palo Mayombe, the Palero goes to the graveyard and taps on each grave with a stick looking for the dead who wish to become part of his house. He listens with all his senses, both physical and intuitively, until he finds a willing participant for his Nganga.

In Hoodoo and Obeah, graveyard dirt is used for various workings. Knowing the manner of death, and type of person buried where the graveyard dirt is taken from, is an important part of acquiring the needed energies. Here again, listen in the place where the dead speak.

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Comment by Consuelo Figueroa on February 5, 2019 at 9:08pm

Comment by Enigma on February 6, 2019 at 9:29am

Cool Song

Comment by Consuelo Figueroa on February 6, 2019 at 1:10pm

I'm speaking to you, Enigma.

Comment by Enigma on February 6, 2019 at 1:31pm

I was wondering if you were speaking to me or speaking to the dead. Thanks for clarifying.

Comment by Consuelo Figueroa on February 6, 2019 at 2:00pm

I was still alive when I was buried back in those ancient war days. Those pesky memories never goes away, I mean I was just a child when it happened, hearing faint screaming horrors above me and fading into a long dark sleep.

Comment by Enigma on February 6, 2019 at 6:03pm

The past seems so strange. It reaches out to us and is one of the many layers of clothing we wear. It seems so near but yet so far. My past has been dark, and it still clings to me today in subtle, and sometimes, tormented ways. I've always considered myself a good person, but there is a part of me that enjoys making people cry. It goes deep into my past. I enjoy helping others and have always been generous. The same souls I've helped have sometimes become a target for my laughter at their misfortune. I don't mean to be mean, but it all seems so humorous at times. I laugh at my own demise, it all seems funny in retrospect. The Underworld holds many things, long dark sleep, long hours of anguish, it all depends on what you believe and who you are.

I survive now as an indifferent soul, helping others at times, but never feeling their pain or sorrow. Just accepting my own pain and sorrow and allowing them to have theirs. It has helped me find peace. I don't know if I love anyone or anything. I accept my responsibilities for what has manifested in my life and perform my duties when it is appropriate and possible.

Comment by Consuelo Figueroa on February 6, 2019 at 6:15pm


Comment by Consuelo Figueroa on February 6, 2019 at 6:26pm

@Enigma, I somewhat understand what you're going through. I have similar personality traits, I just really don't like humans lol,  even though I am here. I try to be respectful holding myself from bursting at people seeing who they really are. I also suffer from high frequency waves, so most times people will see me silent and their goddamn curiosity comes over towards me, which I start scream in my head NO! But they have to, asking me why I'm so silent and or so alone. I can't even drink coffee in my own private yard without someone asking me what I'm doing which drives me bonkers saying; WTF! Do You Think I'm Doing!


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