The Days of the Dead


It's been a long time since I've posted. Family and housing issues have taken center stage in my life since early this year. We're finally resettled but it's only temporary, so by the time the Year Wheel turns from Winter to Spring, I will, quite likely, be packing things up again and getting ready to launch into yet another housing adventure!

But thankfully we were able to take a breather and celebrate Halloween. Traditionally, we've always done a big Halloween thing---lots of decorations, a haunted graveyard, a witch's cottage, scary music, bats, ghosts, ghouls, skeletons -- the works.

This year, being very tired from all the moving, we decided to scale back---no wonderful witchy cottage, only a haunted graveyard and a few skeletons and ghosts dangling from the trees. But my oldest daughter did her usual spectacular job and our decorations still managed to bring in absolute hordes of trick-or-treaters, much to our delight.

The picture above is from last year; I will post some of this year's pictures as soon as I can.

And now that the mundane celebrations are over, I've lit candles for my ancestors, for All Saints, and All Souls. May they know that we remember them, love them, and honor them. May they share their wisdom and illuminate our hearts as they show us the greater cycle of our lives, and remind us that life never ends, but only changes form.

May this dark season be deep and enriching to us all.

Blessed Be,
Margie