Samhain marks one of the two great doorways of the Celtic year, for the Celts divided the year into two seasons: the light and the dark, at Beltane on April 30/May 1st and Samhain on October 31st/November 1st. Some believe that Samhain was the more important festival, marking the beginning of a whole new cycle, just as the Celtic day began at night. For it was understood that in dark silence comes whisperings of new beginnings, the stirring of the seed below the ground. The most magically potent time of this festival is November Eve, the night of October 31st, known today of course, as Halloween. It is on this night that the souls of those who have left in the previous year and those behind the veil (if one so believes) are most active. THIS is the time to grieve for those lost, and begin anew with joy for those living, a cleansing if you will.
A time for acceptance, something that has always been hard for this muse of a girl.
Having said that, the muse has been very thoughtful on many of her friends. Many of us are going through things in our rl and online, beginnings and endings, resurrections and healings. A lot of us are in pain of some sort or another and it is revealing to us New aspects of who and what we are ~for most of us, pain is an instrument to clarity, and clarity the doorway to not only discovery but true knowledge of self, so this entry is a menagerie of all the things I have felt for my friends who have spoken with me, *smiles*and those who have avoided speaking with me after having one too many “nia moments” (if you don’t know what that is, giggles, be glad). And for those that have perhaps meandered away and gone on to different things.
For those of you reading this and thinking its sad and dark, possibly, but its also full of hope, and new beginnings, we break from the inside out, we heal from the inside out, it’s a process.
*smiles softly again* I was accused of hurting those around me, not by being mean, but by loving unconditionally, and I will tell you just as I said then, its how and who I am, and that’s how love is, the gift is worth more when freely given ~no? and sometimes, its what we give to others and we WONT allow ourselves that strikes us as most poignant, meaning, if you think I am loving you till it hurts, perhaps I am simply being a mirror for what you give to others?
So as we approach this Halloween, Samhain or even All Saints day (however you perceive it) know my thoughts will be with you.
At Samhain, the old ones, drew near to Earth. Personal prayers in the form of objects symbolizing the wishes of supplicants or ailments to be healed were cast into the fire, and at the end of the ceremonies, brands were lit from the great fire to re-kindle all the home fires of the tribe. As they received the flame that marked this time of beginnings, people surely felt a sense of the kindling of new dreams, projects and hopes for the year to come. The ashes were scattered over the fields and in the streams to return to earth the things of the past, and to foster the things of the present.
Bright Blessings, May the sparks of hope and light fill your world.
All my love
~~~~nia~~~~
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