Why Your Ancestors Are Tired (and How to Start Honoring Them Anyway)

Spoiler: It’s not about doing it “perfectly.”

Let’s be real: most of us weren’t handed a family grimoire or raised in homes that taught us how to honor the dead.
If anything, we inherited silence, trauma, and generational baggage with a side of “we don’t talk about that.”

But guess what?
You can still start. You can still connect. And your ancestors are rooting for you—even if they’re also a little tired.

Why Ancestor Work Matters (Even If Your Family Was a Mess)

Honoring your ancestors isn’t about pretending they were saints.
It’s about:

• Healing generational wounds

• Tapping into power that’s already yours

• Building a line of spiritual support that actually has your back

You don’t have to know your full family tree. You don’t even have to like everyone in it. You can honor who feels safe, and cut ties with who doesn’t.

“But I Don’t Know Where to Start”

Start where you are. Start small. Start messy.
Here are some low-pressure ways to begin:

Build a Tiny Ancestor Space

• It can be a shelf, a nightstand corner, a shoebox altar.

• Include photos, trinkets, names, or just a white candle.

• Don’t have names? Honor your unknown and forgotten dead. They still show up.

Offerings = Spiritual Snacks

• Coffee, tea, wine, bread, sweets—whatever feels meaningful.

• Change them out when you remember. They’re not judging.

Talk to Them (Yes, Really)

• Light a candle. Speak out loud. Write them a letter.

• “Hi, I don’t know what I’m doing, but I want to connect,” is enough.

Signs They’re With You

They’re not likely to appear in full ghostly form. But you might notice:

• A song that randomly plays that reminds you of someone

• Dreams, gut feelings, chills, flickering lights

• Sudden peace when you talk to them

(Or they’ll roast you with a candle that won’t light until you clean your damn room.)

For the Cycle Breakers

You, reading this? You might be the first in your line to reach back with love and forward with intention.
That’s sacred work.
Even if your altar is a tea light and a Post-it note.

Final Thoughts

Your ancestors aren’t asking you to be perfect.
They’re asking you to remember. To try. To make space.

They’re tired because so much has been left unsaid.
But they’re proud because you’re finally speaking.

So light the candle. Pour the drink. Tell them you’re listening.
Even if you’re still figuring it out.

🖤✨ Blessed be, witch.