I continue to work with the situation and a nasty thought comes into my head. I think, "Oh my gosh. I can’t say this about Elena’s dying mother. This can’t be so."
Elena and I keep talking and I keep working, but finally I have to say it.
…"Did something sexual happen between your mom and her brother?”
"Oh my gosh!" Elena says, "I’ve been thinking that same thing!!"
“I almost didn’t bring this up,” I say.
Even though the brother is younger than Elena's mom, I see that her mother defers to him. He holds some kind of negative influence around her.
As we go on I finally grasp that Mom is terrified to die, afraid that she will go to Hell.
Before I got the thought about her and the brother… I felt that all the negativity coming from Mom was actually fear and loathing and abuse and more... but I didn’t know where it came from or why.
It turns out the mother has always been a good Catholic girl!
I say to Elena, “It seems ridiculous for the Church to say to your mother that she’s going to Hell, considering how the Catholic Church has been found to preach one thing and do another!"
But Mom is totally convinced that to get to Heaven she has to be as sexually innocent as the Church demands she be and that she is evil and going to Hell as she is not a virgin, was not one at a young age, and therefore is not innocent and not pure. After all she had sex with her brother! Burn in Hell!
I mention to Mom and Elena that what is considered evil in our time period was expected and even demanded in other times.
I remind them of the Egyptian royalty who married their siblings and the English royalty who married their cousins. It was normal and expected, but look what happened to them, all the illnesses, pointed heads, lolling tongues, deformities and drooling stupidities.
We currently have a rule not to be sexual with our relatives because we now understand about inbreeding and genetics.
Elena and I discuss all this in front of her mother’s body with its remnants of personality while the soul of the mother sits calmly away from it.
As the Beings tell us "We Are All God And God Loves All Experience."
"So Go in peace, Mom," I say. "All is well."