Saturday, October 9, 2010
I'm sitting on my grandmother's couch next to the window and taking in the morning light. Everyday looks a little different. I have set up an alter on top of the piano across from the couch filled with pictures of those who have passed decorated with little pumpkins and tin tapped candle holders, some with initials. It seems that every culture has this whether you call it Halloween, Samhain, Day of the Dead, or Celtic New Year it all seems to come back to the belief of the veils between the two worlds being the thinnest. Next to each picture is something that belonged to the person such as jewelry or a handkerchief. It really brings a warm feeling to the cottage. Taking time like this to really include the ones you've lost in your thoughts and daily life makes them feel not so distant and just seems to fit this time of year as the world is growing darker and mother nature is growing sleepy. It keeps me in check with the wheel of the year and the wheel of human life. One thing is certain, the love is never gone.