The Wheel Turns

I love this time of year. This time and spring makes me feel the most connected with history, both my own personal history and the history of the world. I like the old traditions of Halloween, or Samhain as my Irish and Scottish ancestors probably would have called it. All the modern day gore and zombies aren’t what I love about the season. It’s the idea of the thinning of the veil, of our loved ones perhaps being able to see us or maaaaaybe even communicate with us that pulls me. My dear grandfather passed near this time, on October 6, 12 years ago, so perhaps that has something to do with it. Every October, I miss him and wish I could talk to him, even once more.

Samhain also seems to be my time to finish things. Around this time I feel a huge push to get things done, largely because I want to start new ones. But I really think there’s a desire for closure that pushes me too. Anyway, here is my large finish for this year’s Halloween season.

Halloween Sampler 2015

I’ll get some better pictures once it’s framed, but I’m so damn proud of it. It won’t hang on the wall this year, but definitely next. My husband even likes it and kept asking me if it was going to be done on time. I’d pick up another project and he would ask if it was finished. All kinds of motivation there!

Hope you all have a very happy, blessed Samhain.

Thinning of the Veil

I’m starting to wonder if there really is something to the claim that this time of year, the veil between the physical and spirit worlds is thinner. If it is, for me it’s manifesting in uneasy sleep, general feelings of unrest, and a desire to be home, in my home, as much as possible. I don’t think all the current stress at work is helping, but usually I am better able to deal with it than I seem to be right now. Usually I can override or ignore the negativity coming from others, but right now it just seems to beat me down and make me want to turtle up and not come out. While I like autumn’s beautiful colors, it does tend to make me somewhat sad as everything dies back or goes into hibernation for the winter. There’s a reason spring is my season.

Like today. I’m just dreading going to work, even though I typically like my job and today isn’t even supposed to be a very long day. I can’t tell if it’s my intuition telling me I’m going to have a bad day or just a general tired-and-needing-rest feeling.