In honor of Samhain - one of my favorite Sabbats.

[angelak]

October is the month of Samhain. It is the month of remembrance of those things that have come to pass, those ancestors that we are forever connected with, our beloved dead, those things that are in your life now that haven't and yet should be put to rest.

It is a time of introspection and beauty in the frigid mornings as you walk outside watching your breath catch the dim light in its chilled set of clouds.
The cycle of death and rebirth strong within each and every one of us, with every breath we do take.

The changing colors in the trees and the rustic leaves falling on the ground all around us. Brilliant and rich gold and crimson revealed everywhere. The green fades and perhaps we are reminded to appreciate it when it does return. The wheel of the year turns.

I have to say October is one of my favorite months of the year because it inspires me every single year. I try my best to stop and take time to ask myself about my life:

What are the things that I seriously need to let go of?
What are the things I need to remember from my past?
What are patterns and habits that I could benefit from losing?

The dark half of the year begins. It is time to shift my energies and focus.

"For as all things are born and then grow, so they too must fade and die. So do not mourn, for the autumn harvest corn – for so does death follow life, sigh for sigh – and all things shall return, bye and bye."

I take this time to ponder the many people that caused me to be in this reality.
The ones that lived centuries ago, that I derived from. These are my beloved dead just as much as those people who were present in my lifetime. They were every bit as exposed to the human condition as I – with my feelings, opinions, vulnerabilities, growth, friends, and love. And I imagine what their realities must have been like as they walked their path on this planet.

I take this time to remind all of us that we came from somewhere. And that the link from which we came is intangible, and yet with us where ever we go.
Our ancestors are there perhaps not guiding us, although I do think they walk beside us as we journey on our path through life.

Crimson and gold deteriorating leaves on wet pavement remind me of those that walk beside me every day. And then I do not feel alone when things get dark and cold.


-Angela

Comments

[chinchillagirl.livejournal.com]

October is one of my favorite months too. Everything just seems so beautiful throughout the month. Especially at night, for me.

I love the words to that song. They always get me, in some way, when I hear/read/sing them.

Thanks for this. When you post things like this, reading them always makes me feel better and more settled.

=) Love
-Jessie