My Maternal Grandfather’s Lineage – The Call of the Midwinter Horn

When I attune myself to the ancestors of my maternal grandfather’s lineage, I see a long line of men before me. Men in work clothes. Ordinary, hard-working men – labourers, farmers, men who worked with their hands.

But among them, I also see a few men who catch my attention.

My Maternal Grandmother’s Line – Making the Gift Visible

On my altar, I have four figurines representing the four ancestral lines of my parents: my maternal grandmother’s line, my maternal grandfather’s line, my paternal grandfather’s line, and my paternal grandmother’s line. Each figure symbolises the gifts I may receive through that particular lineage.

For my maternal grandmother’s line, I searched for a long time for an image that felt right.

When I attune myself to this lineage, I see a long line of women before me. Women with healing and spiritual gifts. In my experience, many of them carry not only these gifts, but also the memory of a time when revealing them could be dangerous. I see women who were condemned and persecuted for what was considered witchcraft.

What did that mean for me?

South-Africa – blog 3 – Where our ancestors walked

Photo: Susanne Hazen. Towerland. As you have read in my previous blogs, I was in South Africa for the last few weeks. I spent time in Towerland (Langeberg mountains) and Wilderness, among other places. This is one of the areas of the San – the oldest people in the world. They are descendants of theContinue reading “South-Africa – blog 3 – Where our ancestors walked”