Poet’s Twilight
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Merry meet all,
Fall is in the air. Soon the leaves shall turn and pumpkins will adorn front porches. I love this time of year which I am sure you dear readers already know. I am sure you share my enthusiasm. My garden is already showing signs of being finished for the season.
While I recover from my injury, some projects in my life have been put on hold. I can’t wait to be fully healed and be back to all the projects I used to do, such as writing poetry in my fave cemetery. It’s not the same trying to write at home. I guess the cemetery’s atmosphere inspires me to create and write and muse, which is part of what writing is about.
I like to write dark verse. I am even now wondering how I get to a cemetery while I am using crutches. Once I am healed, everything will be fine. I do look forward to becoming more active.
The idea of writing poetry in a cemetery and the environment there inspiring me is part of why I go. I do get inspired there. I observe more the nature surrounding the graves. I see the crows flying overhead, the crumbling stones, the bushes and grass. I like to notice if the grass is fresh or waning in the fall season. I do notice the season changes.
I get inspired by what I try to feel there. I like to take my time while I am there. I need time to write and notice what I feel there. It is a cemetery so the energies and feelings are still there. I notice the time of day or the evening. I don’t stay late at night for obvious safety reasons.
It may seem like this is a lot to take in but I manage. I was gifted an oak leaf one time. I like to leave offerings to the spirits I work with there. I was seated on a large rock and I noticed this oak leaf kept blowing up to me. I left and bought a coffee and when I returned, the oak leaf kept coming up to me. I do work with the spirits by being respectful and leaving offerings to the spirits. They may sense I am a clairvoyant and that I can sense them. I was now given a gift. I haven’t been to the cemetery all summer. I hope they don’t think I have forgotten them now that they can trust me. I saved the leaf in my journal.
When I am healed, I shall return. Now anyone who wants to do this needs to learn a few important things. When I leave, I feel the spirits want to come with me. Only that is not good. I nicely and firmly tell the spirits (while trying to not appear crazy to passerby) that they have to remain there. Having a spirit/ ghost follow you home is not beneficial for the ghost/ spirit. They will do what they want and may even create havoc. It won’t work as a benefit for either the person or the ghost. The dead deserve respect and for their realm of death to be acknowledged. The cemetery is where they should be. They can’t control your life. We are in the mortal realm. Our two realms can interact but to a point. After that point, a boundary has to be drawn.
IF I feel like someone is dancing over my grave when I leave, I know they want to come with me. I have serious compassion. I usually promise that I will return and they are for the most part content with that. And I honor that agreement. They need some understanding. They were once us and we will one day be them. How would you like to be treated when you cross over and someone senses you? Wouldn’t you want compassion? I would.
When I go hone, then I edit what I wrote and analyze what I wrote. I have not yet observed spirits/ ghosts in the cemetery. I have felt them around me. I have yet to see them. But I would not have it any other way. I am trying to complete a book of dark verse. It is a slow going project. The best projects do take the longest time or are hard to do but it can feel good once done.
Once healed, I shall return.
Blessings, Spiderwitch
