I have certain annual rituals that I think transcend religious belief.
Yes, I’m Pagan.
And yes, many of these rituals come from Pagan tradition, but there are many I believe would serve many people, especially indigo adults, regardless of religious belief.
I’m writing about this on this blog because indigo adults are often more sensitive to the non-physical presences around us, and for those that aren’t but are just seeking comfort regarding those that have crossed over, Silent Supper is a beautiful and loving experience.
I think it is important to honor those who have crossed over all year round, but around this time (Halloween, also called Samhain) it is said that the veil between the world of the physical and non-physical is a little bit thinner, and therefore, communication is easier.
Pagan’s have a ritual called Silent Supper for this time of year.
Silent Supper is essentially a ritual to honor those that have passed over. I have always done it alone, mainly because I have always been a solitary witch, but traditionally this is a gathering for a meal (supper). Each guest has place setting for him or herself and one to honor an individual that has crossed over.
Typically a guest brings a photo of the person, and that setting is lit with a candle to signify the spirit’s presence.
I have always invited all of my relatives that have crossed over, and so though I’m alone, it is a pretty crowded table! 😉
I’m not going to get into the nitty gritty of the Silent Supper here. There are great websites that describe the experience in detail:
http://www.sunfell.com/silent.htm
http://www.ladyyemaya.com/my_weblog/2008/10/the-samhain-dum.html
http://moonandshadow.wordpress.com/2009/10/04/samhain-day-of-the-dead/
The last few years, I have been living with others and so I have not held a Silent Supper, but in years past, I have thoroughly enjoyed the ritual.
Whether or not they REALLY show up is regardless.
And I am not really sure if it is my own loving remembrance that makes the supper feel so loving that it brings me to tears every year (even though when I begin, it never feels like I’m in a particularly emotional mood), or that I am actually feeling their presence and loving gratitude of my non-physical family, appreciating that I’m celebrating their lives (rather than being sad that they’re not in the physical anymore).
Either way, it is always a happy event for me. And one that I highly encourage everyone try, at least once.
For indigo adults senstive to energy, you very well might feel other presences, and if you have an experience, please leave your comments and stories below, I would love to hear them.
For non-indigos or those not particularly psychically inclined, I would still like to hear your experiences if you chose to try this. It think it is extremely comforting to do this ritual for oneself, even if nothing is felt from the other side.
So this year, I’m living with 3 other college students… (did I mention I moved? YAY! I told you my good health would just catapult me out of my last living situation!) =-D
I’m in a new place with new people, but even if I weren’t I would not do this ritual if I thought I would be disturbed, so I have chosen not to do Silent Supper this year.
But what’s interesting is I’m home and I’m exuberant because I’m watching a Yankee game and I’m thinking about my Dad, who crossed over 10 years ago today.
My intuition tells me that he’s here with me. I’m getting this weird joyfulness from outside me in relation to the game.
I rarely watch baseball anymore (since my dad crossed) and even when I do, I’m not this giddy. Actually, I’m sort of giddy in a weepy way.
And that is the exact feeling I get from the Silent Supper.
So my point is that I fell like my Dad’s hanging out, despite my cancellation of The Supper this year.
And my other point is that this is a good time to honor those that have passed on.
Whether you are an indigo adult or not, this is a good time to honor the dead. Indigo adults might have already gotten a sense that it is a good time, even without knowing about Samhain, Silent Supper, or Day of the Dead.
But whether you chose to do a formal Silent Supper, or just take a moment to do something that honors your ancestors (for me and my dad, it’s the Yankee game), I wish you a happy times and great love.
Peace,
Indigo Leslie