I would consider myself a generally open minded person, and am interested in a wide range of esoteric subjects. UFO hearing in Congress? buys six books on UAPs. So when I had the experience of meeting a spirit guide in a meditation, and she told me she was called Gwynhwyfar (aka Jennifer), and therefore had Welsh history, I hopped straight on a DNA site to find out more about our possible links.
My maternal grandfather, a Welsh coal miner was from Flintshire in the north of the country . He tried, unsuccessfully to teach me the language as a child, and sang all the time in Welsh, in a booming voice (highly embarrassing at the time). He grew his own fruit and veg, baked his own bread, and walked every day in the local nature reserve he was warden for when he retired. He taught me to identify birds by their song and fish in the river. It was a different world from my childhood in London.
My DNA results returned a 40% Welsh decision, and a records search on a popular site revealed a Welsh heritage going back to 1812. The land of my fathers! I didn’t know much about Welsh spirituality except that Druids supposedly had their HQ on the north Wales island of Anglesey. So I bought some books. I listened to some podcasts. I realised that a lot of their teachings I had been following anyway: the wheel of the year and the celebrations, interest in animism, conservation and divination. Previously I had not felt called to any particular pathway, but druidry somehow made sense to my life at this point in time. In fact I’d say it was a perfect fit.
Skeptics would say my mind had created this little spiritual journey from a particularly long meditation, but I prefer to see it as a visitation from an ancestor who was offering guidance for my next life adventure.