My friend, whom I'll call Spiderman for the sake of anonymity, or Mitchell, for simplicity, had this idea. He dragged his friend whom we'll call B. Webb (who can channel) into it.
Let's channel dead people and see who shows up, and make it into a play, and so they did.
It was awesome--they got to interact with all their favorite dead people, heroes and unsung teachers, some personal guides, etc. It's the most amazing, mind-bending, transforming, best-feeling play I have ever read the script of. I've reread it 12 times if I've read it once.
But there was a problem. Most of our ancestors look like us, think like we do (if differently because of being dead). We can't speak for Thathanka Iyotake (Sitting Bull) or Ray Charles or Muhammad Ali, or even assume the authority to cast actors to play them. Who shows up seems to be culturally specific to the specific audience's history and culture and truths.
So they had another better idea, to make this an "open source" decentralized, free project, like The Vagina Monologues, which neighborhoods and communities and tribes and sects can create on their own independently, but drawing on the original inspiration as much as they desire.
In fact, this is what a good bit of culture already is in many places, the idea isn't original, but it is a unique expression of the idea, it is a snowflake and may inspire more snowflakes.
So, here's how it works:
Optional--open a coning (see the Soilless Garden Companion from perelandra-ltd.com or maybe your local library)
Ask whoever of the dead wish to speak to the living
Have a conversation. Let them take the lead, talk about what they choose to talk about.
Optional, suggested: write it down or record it, then stage it with actors as a play.
If anyone wants to read the original script let me know, though B. is very shy and still uncomfortable about letting her words be seen.
You can visit the website where Mitchell tells the story of creating and encountering the play, osvalddagrun.weebly.com.
But try making it yourself first! And post here about how things go.
Connected or reconnected. Fit with the right cycles and in the right season. Nourished and nurtured with natural energy. Aware of place and part.
And when my army is complete, I will rule the world! But, for now, I'm going to be happy with this tiny ad:
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