My Dedicated Spot To The Dead and Movin

I had an interesting question happen last night when I was sitting in my ritual space and waiting for candles to burn out. I was approached by a deceased human that had been deceased for quite a while and I could tell he was concerned about something. I had just made an offering to the Dead so there was a lot of activity in the yard but he came specifically to ask what was going to happen when I move in June.

Some people reading my blog have been around for a few years when I posted in other places on the internet. A couple of years ago or close enough I dedicated a part of my yard to the Dead. This is a female American Holly tree so the thorns on the leaves are bigger and that acts as a natural deterrent to people walking in that area. Which made it a really good place to dedicate to the Dead. I call it my little graveyard.

This little patch has several functions. It acts as a place to bury offerings, to pour libations, to link to other graveyards I have been to, and to impregnate the soil with that energy. This patch is linked to stones I have been offered at graveyards and those also form an energetic coloring to the soil. But it also acts as a transportation system. While I wasn’t expecting it to be popular as one, there are frequently many dead here that I don’t know and have never met.

That space is a memorial and as a place to respectfully gather or imbue items with Death energy without having to resort to evocation or defile graveyards and other places of death. And his question was really, really valid. What am I going to do?

I think what will happen is that I will create a linking stone and I will bury half of this stone in this little makeshift graveyard and bring the other half with me to Hawaii. I don’t know where I’ll be staying, so I don’t know what I’m going to be able to do there. We will be renting so I can’t make significant changes of any sort. I also don’t know how private the area will be.

It seems like the best thing to do is to use a flower pot that I will bury the stone in and then link it to the graveyards if I need to. They should be able to use the half of the stone and move to the other half of the stone. I think it will work if I just bury it in a pot and then plant something over the top of it. Then nobody will be the wiser. I feel like it needs to be something with soil to sort of honor the actions that happen as we die (if we are buried).

I may end up placing a second stone in there to invite the spirits from Hawaii that I will meet this time around. I do get a lot of dead but I don’t get a lot of dead from Hawaii that I’m aware of. That could simply be because there’s a stronger culture about death not ending family ties and they spend quite a bit of time honoring their loved ones. Well, some do. Some even bring a canopy sometimes and set up a cooler and have lawn chairs and hang out at a relative or two’s grave site for hours. At least the ones with relatives in the large graveyard in Northern Oahu. I do remember coming across some graveyards on some of these smaller Islands that seemed less visited but I wouldn’t know that from the brief time I had on those islands.

It seems I have the plan to continue to honor the Dead as I feel I should while not ruining or despoiling the place I have set aside for them here. I haven’t decided if I’m going to cast a sort of invisibility spell over it, just an obfuscation, or some other similar means to keep it hidden. To be honest I will probably have to consult those psychopomps and death entities to get a really good idea of what the best practice would be since I plan on coming back to this place again and reopening this graveyard.

So I guess I have my next task ahead of me. I had thought of it briefly but I do feel I am in a bit of appreciative debt to that lone soul that decided to ask what I would do. I get so used to having it here and seeing people come and go that don’t necessarily interact with me that I forget the importance that it may have. And I really don’t know how important it is, but I do know that some lone soul was concerned enough to approach me and ask with genuine concern. I thank him for having the courage.