Many of you would have stayed in the warmth of your homes last night. I would wager a large proportion of the people who stayed-in were dreading the knock on the door with the call of “trick or treat!” on opening. Does halloween have any meaning beyond people one day a year emulating the Rocky Horror Show or the Adams Family? A big, fat NO! It’s just a charade which has been promoted and marketed by big corporations to sell more shit. It is another example of capitalism turning the earth’s natural resources into plastic witch-costume styled pollution.
A cohort which is very, very smaller than the halloween door-knockers, were last night acknowledging the phase of the year and the passing of love ones. I am talking about the beginning of a ‘tide’ or season called Samhain (pronounced sow-wane). It is the tide whose beginning is marked by the point in the year between the autumn equinox and the winter solstice. It is a time when the veil has thinned between this world and the next. And it marks winter.
I partook in a Samhain ritual last night. For me, it is a mental marker to inform me of where I am in the year and a time of reflection as to what I should be doing or preparing for. I acknowledged the ancestors and their passing.
Last night there was no trick and no treat for me. I chose authentic instead; made from 9 parts substance and 1 part style.