Who even cares about ancestry.com?
The Sacred Circle Writing Oracle: Ancestors
Sigil: DNA strand
For a long time, I felt completely disconnected from the idea of ancestors. Who the heck cared about ancestry.com and what did it even mean to heal your ancestral wounds? Other than great uncles obsessed with genealogy and the new wave of witches who cared? And who had that kind of time?
My mother’s family is Jewish and my father’s family is Methodist and while identifying as culturally Jewish, I have struggled and failed to feel a real true and deep connection with either religion. And then it dawned on me to look past the religion of my actual grandparents and imagine their origins instead. Who might their grandmothers’ grandmothers’ grandmothers might have been? Who did I want my ancestors to be?
My mother’s mother is from the Pale, a settlement between Poland and Russia and my father’s mother is from Copenhagen, Denmark. I started reading everything I could about Kabbalah and the ancient Jewish mystics, delving deeper into Shekhinah, the Jewish divine feminine. Payday! Yes, this was an ancestry I could get behind.
Embarrassingly enough, it wasn’t until my husband and I started watching the Vikings series on the History Channel that I became obsessed with all things paganism, gobbling up everything from runes to Freya to Ragnarök, and yes, OK, maybe a tiny bit Travis Fimmel, too.
Through the power of wanting, imagination, and internet research, I found a rich history and ancestry I could feel connected to