My wife and
I have always lived close to each other and close to the earth.Almost everywhere we have lived our life has
been dictated by the seasons.
We have no
friends or associates that visit us, and we see her family only once every few
years.Some people might call us
recluse; but we are not.We enjoy travel,
shopping and eating out - together.We
are pleasant with neighbors and people we have to interact with.We don’t
dislike people; we just don’t like being around them.
We avoid all
holiday times like a plague.We have
our own celebration for spring equinox, summer solstice, fall equinox and
winter solstice.Other than that, we decorate
and enjoy Halloween.
Every witch must display her broom. Her's gets decorated with the seasons.
Decorations can last well through November
A wall tile representing seasons in Alaska
Cats and bats and pumpkins too, with Salem in the corner
I can't take credit for any of the decorations. I would live a solitary drab existence without my wife.
Halloween is the time of witches. How could we not celebrate it?
My wife has
kept me grounded for thirty-five years.
We still hold hands at night in bed as we fall asleep.
She is Wicca
or Pagan and celebrates the seasons. Her
favorite season of the year is Halloween.
She has a broom
that was made by an artisan in Appalachia Tennessee; it has a handle of
sassafras and she always decorates it to the season.
We have two cats, but the young (Kliban) Coon
cat is definitely her familiar.
I was a hard
case, on the highway to hell when she agreed to come with me – and I have never
understood why.
We have lived in a
remote farmhouse with no plumbing, water or electricity while we attended
college; we have traveled to Alaska twice, for a total of eleven years teaching
school in the remote Indian and Eskimo villages;
we have shared
multiple-lifetimes of adventures during our time together; and I can truly say
that the thirty-five years I have been with her is the only quality time of my
70++ years.
I am some disappointed. Here it is the day before Halloween and after
searching the online TV guide for Halloween movies I came up with nothing
except a Michael Myers marathon – and that sux.
As I have
stated on other blogs I don’t believe in ghost and goblins and things that go
bump in the night; but I love Halloween and movies of monsters and witches and things
that represent this season.
Actually, my
wife and I celebrate Halloween.
Halloween for us evolved from the times of witchcraft: maidens, mothers
and crones – a time when wise women practiced medicine with herbs and spells
and offered hope to people in special need.
Witches, if
you will, were uniquely in touch with the cycles of nature, as only women can
be. Men and religions over the centuries
have suppressed these connections, until today girls and women and crones do
not even realize the power they possess – they do not celebrate their
nature.
Halloween is
their time, a time of witches, a time of women – It is the quintessential
holiday for women. A time for women to
celebrate all stages of their life and renew their connections with Mother
Nature.