[art: woman with a veil by John Kelly]
The veil is a piece of cloth woven from threads, spun from fibers, that are the stuff of our souls. Each of our souls is a long thread, entangled with other threads, that goes back and forth from one side to another. Our souls are the veil and we always have access to both sides—in our dreams, our visions, our intimations and intuitions— whether we acknowledge it or not.
Most of the time, in life, we only see that sacred embroidery from the wrong side of the fabric. We see the tangles and the knots, the threads cut short too soon. But if we are in conversation with the dead they can begin to help us see what they see…the beauty of the design through deep time. They can help us see the long story of our souls.
It is true that sometimes the dead seem to be closer. It is autumn and the leaves are fallng, the days are shorter, and all the plants are dying back into the ground. When a loved one passes, we also feel the imminence of the other side. We feel the tug on our own souls. It’s not that the veil is any thinner but our defences agains the truth of our reality are weakening.
But death is ALWAYS close…all beings, without exception, are dying. Beings too small for us to notice—the insignificant bugs and tiny fish—and beings beyond our comprehension—the spirits of mountains and continents, rivers and oceans. If we arehaving a regular conversation with the dead, we will begin to notice that the dead and the dying are always close…and the veil is always thin. And to know that is to know something very different about who we really are.
Instead of a day of the dead how about a year of the dead, a lifetime of living with the dead and knowing what life is really for.
A Year of Living with the Dead is an Ongoing series for my free subscribers. I also offer a Paid Substack which includes monthly conversations and excerpts from books in progress.
Perdita Finn is the author of Take Back the Magic: Conversations with the Unseen World and the forthcoming Mothers of Magic: Recovering the Love at the Heart of the World. She teaches popular workshops on collaborating with the dead. With her husband Clark Strand she is the founder of the feral fellowship The Way of the Rose and the book by the same name.
I had not envisioned the veil like that! So I’m grateful because, yes! I saw my soul - what I called my “life line” with spots of light that I knew were lifetimes. I had taken some pure acid (this was a long time ago) with the intention of understanding why I don’t feel like I “belong” here in this time, and the angst I’ve often felt as a child for another time. When I experienced this I went from one point of light to another, bam bam bam, and, like a dream, groked that lifetime completely. When I returned I was so grateful because the experience told me that I don’t have to wish or have angst over other lives - those experiences are always with me, always present and accessible when I need them. It makes total sense to me that the veil is woven of these soul lines. And this seems to me to be a key almost to a more conscious understanding of who we are and why we are here. ❣️
I could not agree more! I've always felt the veil is think at all times, so thank you, Dear Perdita, for confirming that. Oh, my heart, and yet, it is true that at this time of year I feel them all even more.