The shapes are moving in front of my eyes, like shadows piercing through the veil. No, on second thought, they aren’t really moving in front of my eyes as much as they are moving under my eyelids, like the beginnings of a migraine when you begin to feel the pressure of every thought pushing tightly against your skull.
As the Veil thins toward Samhain my hands and feet and heart become itchy with anticipation. The spirits that are hovering around are playing tricks; I’m washing the floors with perfume belonging to my Beloved dead and I find myself becoming nostalgic, wrapping myself in the love, warmth and memories of those who have come before me, who stand behind me with every step I take.
It is with these memories, feelings and urges that I attempt to do my project “7 days of Samhain” again.
I am not sure that I will be able to place the time and commitment to make all of the posts, but I will do my best in honour of The Gede, My Beloved dead, and the “Crossroads” spirits who open the gates to the Witches New Year.
Day 2: Photo Memorabilia- A Craft
Day 3: Rest in Peace Ghost- A Craft
Day 6: Pumpkin Fritters
Day 7: The Only Constant is Change