HAPPY SAMHAIN… as well as Dia De Los Muertos, (the day of the dead). My favorite time of year and my favorite day. I like to take the ‘Hallmark’ out of it cause this is truly a sacred day for me. Not about ghosts and witches, or ghouls and pumpkins, (maybe pumpkins). This is a time when the veil between the worlds is thin. Some refer to that world as the spirit world, or the world of those that transition before us, for me it is the ‘unseen’ world, certainly the spirit world. It is time to remember our ancestors. A time to release old stuff, to give space for something new and more expansive.
There is a certain kind of ‘death’ when we let go of what no longer serves our life, especially when we have held on to a way of thinking or being that has, maybe never, been a positive, loving experience for ourselves.
It is a time to plant a seed within ourselves. A seed that is maybe something we thought we could never do, or a creative opportunity we put on the ‘back burner’, or any number of ‘seeds’ to nurture over the long winter that may come to a greening in the Spring.
What might you need to release to give space and expansion in your life?
What seed/s might you plant to be nurtured and come to push through the soil of you life?
BOO HAIKU
Jump to the big Boo
It’s a ghostly dark night haunt
Fear no deathly call
Honor what has gone
Endings find new beginnings
Rejoice the let go
Death is the new life
Making way for renewal
See beyond yourself
Release the old ways
Give expansion to your life
Plant a seed of love
I see all of you
Thin is the veil between worlds
Nothing is unseen
I taught a lesson Monday about Monarch Butterflies returning to Mexico for the Day of the Dead celebrations. So much symbolism in that, and in your poem. Wonderful.
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thanks Linda.. life is so full of symbols and metaphor. I can’t look anywhere any more and not see that.
xo
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