10,000 Souls (Blood on Our Hands)
I used to watch a lot of television shows about ghost hunting and the paranormal. There were one or two amongst them that told their stories from the uniquely identified perspectives of not only the haunted, but those doing the haunting. It became particularly important in certain scenarios where restless spirits were trapped by whatever circumstances lead them to their ultimate demise. Regardless of your belief systems or mine, over time I came to understand that there are certain things that plain and simply work in order to rebalance the realms of the living and the dead. One of those things that work is calling upon the name of Jesus Christ to dispel demons. It's been proven to work. Even the most cutting-edge ghost hunters use this tactic when dealing with dark forces. It is well-understood and well-documented. Like it, or not (and I like it, personally) the name of Jesus Christ is, to this very day, a name imbued with matchless supernatural power.
The other understanding I have gained is the effectiveness of ceremony to release trapped souls. Symbols can trap or release a demon and what is a demon if not an evil spirit? There are also good spirits. Symbology is an effective way to communicate with them and when it comes to communication with children, symbols are merely pictures they either can or cannot make sense of, simply put.
Ceremonies are also often performed according to belief systems which vary from place to place, but they play a vital role is ushering lost souls to their release or in conjuring powerful entities from unknown realms. The Ouija Board, for example, is well known for being a device people use to communicate with the spirit realm (I do not personally recommend it). I admired the paranormal investigators who took this into consideration when hunting ghosts. I have some moral apprehension when it comes to disturbing the spirit realm, nevertheless, there are times when the worlds of the living and the dead collide and in those moments, knowing what to do to ease the transition is not only helpful, it is thoughtful. It is possible to mitigate the suffering of a spirit, for lack of a better term, and if we could do that then why wouldn't we? That's a whole other moral debate, but it is something I have considered at length.
I've also observed paranormal researchers, as well as those who possess gifts of clairvoyance (and I feel I am one of those people) and utilize their talents to foster a sense of trust between themselves and the spirit realm. This always seemed like quite a curious endeavour to me. It is fascinating to consider the living and the dead working together. The implications of scenarios like this are rather overwhelming to me at times, but suffice it to say I have looked at the realms of the spirit world from a variety of angles and I've learned there are certain things that must fall into place in order to provide assistance for lost souls, trapped somewhere between here and there. When it comes to the story of the children found in unmarked graves at the various residential schools in Canada and the United States, there was one component of my experience that seemed to provide immediate relief for the burden I felt I was under (as I try to explain HERE). It came down to language and I figured it out that it would be best to try to communicate with these children in a language they not only understood, but trust.
To offer a little backstory to this decision, aside from it being one of obvious practicality, there was also understanding of the horror these children faced when it came to learning the English language in lieu of their native tongue. Furthermore, these children were typically harshly punished if they spoke anything but English, regardless of how young they were. I don't think you need a vivid imagination to comprehend how utterly afraid of the English language these children would likely have become and with this in mind, I knew it would be totally futile to convince them to trust me using English words. I did a lot of speaking out loud as this all hit a fever pitch and I started a YouTube channel for this reason as well as a few others but it became evident to me there was something about my voice that was attracting them. I would love to explain exactly how I knew this, but it was not an understanding I came to immediately. Rather, over the course of many many months and after sifting through a lot of data, I have concluded that my voice somehow acted like a sort of beacon for them and for whatever reason, it gained their interest, but not necessarily their trust.
It was not until I started to play the ancient language of the Wolastoq people, brought to the light once more through the work of Jeremey Dutcher, that I started to feel like I was getting somewhere and the burden I felt started to lift. I played his music as well as my own compositions, which are laced with the Wolastoqey language, along the traditional lands of the Wolastoq people–lands specifically located near Reversing Falls in Saint John, New Brunswick.
These components combined to seemingly generate an environment of trust and in my mind's eye, one by one, these children seem to find their way home. Using a language they understood and trusted was absolutely vital to the overall success of this enormous journey. The evening I played their music, as well as my own compositions made for my music project (The Acchite Music Project) along those waters, the sun set under a gorgeous sky. Nature was teaming with life. I could almost hear the anticipation of this reunion. What a glorious moment that must have been in the spirit realm, if my attempts were successful at all and I wholeheartedly believe they were.
I started to feel relief by degrees after playing music in the Wolastoqey language, believe it or not, and I felt a veritable sea of children's souls pass through my body over the course of many many weeks. The final tally of the children who were discovered in these graves was approximately 10, 000 souls. And I would like to offer a sobering reminder of the fact that these children didn't just die. They were kidnapped, starved, deprived, neglected and abused by members of the church, who faced no consequences whatsoever, even though their guilt is beyond debate. In protest, as these graves were being discovered, red handprints were placed on monuments and other public places as a form of protest. As heartbreaking as it is to consider these horrors, I am still in awe of how these children fought back from beyond the grave, beyond the shadow of doubt. The red hand prints signify their emergence from the earth.
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