The owls returned this morning. Two owls bantering back and forth outside our bedroom window in the early morning hours. If you know me quite well, or if you have read my memoir (The Making of a Medicine Woman; the Memoirs of Bird Woman), then you know that that is quite fateful for us. My spirit animals only arrive when there is a profound shift in our life occurring or about to occur. Our moves, my shop closing, and many other events were heralded by my guardian messenger. I smiled and pulled the covers up closer as my half feral kitten licked my hair as a sign of love. I felt in that moment profoundly grateful.
It is Samhain.
Pronounced sow-wen, Samhain is the last agricultural holiday of the year. Tomorrow is New Year in the old ways. Samhain is the third harvest festival and one that is near and dear to many souls across many continents over many thousands of years. From those celebrating Day of the Dead to those Scottish farmers lighting candles in their cottages, this time of year is bittersweet and filled with love and great memories.
The sky grows dark earlier now and the harvest is in. The air grows colder and the fireplace is lit. The veil is quite thin and the things you think are coincidental are not. Our ancestors, our beloveds, our friends and family that crossed over this year make their way visiting. Cupboard doors creak and electronics have a mind of their own. But it is not a scary time. It is a time of comfort and remembrance, and most of all, gratitude.
For those lives that have touched us over the years and the people and animals that walk our journey with us for a time, we are grateful. So tonight, put out a few chairs around the fire for the weary souls and light a candle in the west window so they can find their way. Know that in your life, you are not alone. There are spirits and messengers and an entire universe opening and closing doors, sending hope, arranging meetings, and helping you maneuver this lovely path called life. So put out some old photographs, light a few candles, pour a glass of wine, take a deep breath, and know that all is well.
Happy Samhain
It is unfortunate that so few know about these traditions. Today is All Saints’ Day, but not many here know that. Yet, everyone knows about Halloween as a time to party and behave irresponsibly. I just wrote about it. I loathe Halloween! Tomorrow is Dia de los Muertos, which might seem to be weird and morbid like Halloween, but really seems to me, as a casual outsider, to be what it should be, a celebrations to honor the deceased.