Welcome to the thinning of the veils…

It’s October 31^st, that time where sticky candy, wobbling strange rubber faces, frail and flimsy wings, and flip-flopping swords and daggers reign supreme. There are even a few glittering red slippers and a star-tipped wand or two to be found dancing around. It is a time of ghosts, goblins, and miniature versions of the cast of the Pirates of the Caribbean sauntering down night streets just about everywhere.

In the Celtic world, it is the time of Samhain, where veils become thin, and the spirits of the past rise up to greet the spirits of the day. You won’t necessary find those pirates roaming but you might find your relatives from the 6^th century popping in for a cup of mead (that’s honey wine). Treat them well. You never know what you might have done in the 6^th century!  And so it is a time of the changing of worlds – autumn to winter – winter to the cold dark beyond.

One could also say it is a time when the veils between your perception of realities thin. Where the things you are so very sure are real begin to flutter and fade, and the dreams you visit only in the quiet of your mind begin to take on colour and grow. Where, for an infinitesimally small moment in the concept of time, the two dare to merge, mingle, trade places, or even become one.

It is even possible that as our world shifts and changes, moments like these turn out to be windows to the very heart and soul of a better life and a better world.

…more to come…