The family is the nucleus of civilization. ~ Will Durant
Who is willing to face this movement? Who dares to take this path? I look around and I know myself moved by another power. How are you? Did you come along with us on the path to success? Together with many, to the right and to the left of you, and behind you? And some who walk ahead? ~ Bert Hellinger
The very first time is always
frightening. Burping and nauseous,
headaches and back spasms,
coughing, breathless: the ancestors
all contact you. A few are jumping in,
waving your hand, choose me!
While others are bowing your
head in shame and silence, covering you
with a shawl in this frigid air
suddenly calling forth goosebumps.
You’ve stepped into the room;
there’s no going back,
and the changes you expect
are miniscule compared to the heart-
wrenching nutcracker experience
that awaits you. This is a family
constellation, and whether it is yours
or you are standing as a representative,
the issues raised are completely
personal. They touch you
sometimes like nails screeching
a chalkboard, or a Tibetan singing
bowl allowed to resonate for long
minutes, dropping deeper
into your cells as you ring
along. You could feel hands
choking the life out of you.
You may collapse in fear.
Tears or wails or the darkest
silence, all available here.
And embrace it wholeheartedly
but be warned: this is not
a magic remedy.
The insights here illuminate
the steps you must take
toward your own healing,
sloughing through the muck,
sweat dripping down your face
to mingle with your tears.
It’s never easy, it’s always essential
hard work, but now you know
your ancestors have your back,
gleeful and proud, giving you a push
and cheering you on
past the obstacles that held them
like fossils preserved in sticky resin.
And you walk toward your progeny
with all your amber jewelry a shining
inheritance, the patterns you’ve
uncovered highly polished now
in your daily practice.