Happy Samhain

Nirvanadragones

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The night when the veil is thin that divides the worlds...when the harvest is gathered and the fields lie fallow. The gates of life and death are opened and to the living is revealed the Mystery: that every ending is but a new beginning.

Blessed be! :rose:
 
In South Florida, we love winter. Humidity plummets. Mosquitos die. The giant poison toads that are a summer-long danger to our dogs and cats disappear into their secret underground toad holes, to hibernate or do whatever deyhydrated toads do. Trees that spent the rainy season looking like giant green weeds shed their leaves and cover themselves with flowers. The nights are cool enough to make us consider taking a sweater or two out of storage. Hurricane season ends, if we're lucky, with a whimper instead of a bang.

Life is good.

Already, the bougainvillea in my front yard is coming into bloom. I spent more than one summer weekend trying to kill the straggly ugly thing, as I always do, hacking away with a long-handled pruner and enduring stab wounds from its hideous 1-inch thorns. An hour after I weaken from blood loss and give up, the bougainvillea always looks larger and weedier than when I started. By mid-October, I contemplate hiring somebody to do the job properly. A landscape hit-man. With body armor and a machete. And maybe a bulldozer. And flame throwers. Other things get in the way and I postpone the phone call.

Then the first bougainvillea blooms appear, neon-pink and so bright against the background of ferns, they glow like tiny suns. Two or three months from now, the bougainvillea will have dropped nearly all its leaves and be covered with color; a circus of pink, so gorgeous I won't remember why I wanted to kill it. Sometimes, when God is in a playful mood, a bright-green lizard will sun itself on a pink bougainvillea branch outside the window by my desk, and an orange Monarch butterfly will flutter by.

(If God is in a sarcastic frame of mind, as happened one day last year, the lizard will notice the butterfly at the same time I do. He'll snatch it out of the air and start chomping away, and I'll have to leave the room or lose my lunch...But that only happened once. :rolleyes: )

If you're facing a grim winter, you have my sympathy. That's how much summer sucks down here. We'll each acknowledge Samhain for our own reasons. You, for the promise of spring. Me, for the precious months before spring comes. The bougainvillea, for the opportunity to grow unkillable roots and bigger, nastier thorns, while I'm distracted by its looks.

:devil:
 
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I love fall, and I love winter, too... maybe because I don't have to shovel all the snow? :eek: Every change of season is a blessing to me...

Merry meet and blessed be!
 
It's another chance for me to be a kid again - to believe....
 
Blessings of this sacred night
be upon you and yours...
and may the memory of those
who lie beyond the veil
fill your heart with gentle joy.
 
Bless'd be all who listen the the mother earth,
May blessings & knowledge come forth to you on this time.
Spirits dwell close to the veil at this time,
wishing to speak the wisdom of ages to those that will listen,
Before they lose the closeness between our worlds.
Merry meet, merry part & merry meet again :)

I unfortunately had to work, but believe a prankster spirit took over my car...
it was making some REALLY odd sounds last night on my way in to work...

Bless'd Samhain all
(no matter how the christians have altered it to thier advantage/profit)
 
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