It's surprising how no one really remembers the apostrophe anymore. It use to throw me when I would try spelling it as a child.
It really means (for you who don't know) Hallowed Evening. An evening when all revered and feared were once more upon the earth. The made up evil creatures came later to keep people from celebrating it as a holiday...Most churches saw it as a Pagan threat that people celebrated. It's in a way a celebration of the fall, the harvest and the dead who have moved on. There is nothing wrong with that! The going door to door is also a tradition like the Mummers who used to dress in costume to celebrate the living. It could have been a best friend but you'd never know because they were disguised. It is a way of reminding us - like November when Remeberence Day comes - that the dead need to be respected just as much if not more than the living because ultimately we are on our way to that final destination. It tells us not to be afraid of it and that sometimes the dead are trying to communicate with the living...I know it didn't work so well for Houdini, trying to reunite with his wife during a seance so many years ago, but it's the thought that counts.
Life and death; death and life...the neverending circle of living. My circle will be the last circle of my life. I will progress no farther than what I am now. I will not pass on my genes to anyone, and there is no need. What kind of torture do I want to put another life through after having to deal with my own. I grin and bear it because no one likes a wuss, but let me tell you I never want anyone to come to me and ask me why I am the way I am. I don't need a child to tell me that there are things wrong with the world and why I didn't do anything to make it better. I've lived long enough in my generations to know that there is a lot of sadness and heartbreak but there is also love which can burst out of any blue moment. Just remember there are better things to do than be depressed, instead do something productive. For those who do have kids - love them for they are still a part of yourself that you didn't know was inside...Loving them you learn to love yourself that much more. Let them know the stories of your family, let them know the good and the bad of life because they don't need to be afraid. Fear is part of living but it doesn't have to be a way of life.
With that I hope you have a wonderful Hallowe'en!
Kim
PS I still have to tell you about my other lives!! I will have to gather up all that I can remember and one day post it for one of my next blogs!! Do you believe in other lives? What do you think of this blog? Let me know.
