Beauty
A friend reached out this a.m. after reading St Therese’s prayer. She has lost both her parents in the last few months. We chatted a bit about grief and asking for strength. She commented she wasn’t sure who she was talking to in her head, but that traditional beliefs did not have a presence in her life right now.
Completely understandable, we don’t feel very spirited in the wilderness.
It got me to thinking…
Faith. Does it matter what you are having faith in, or just that you are choosing to believe?
And which feels better right now– to project hope into a future positive possibility or to fear the worst?
Faith is seeing possibilities, not just problems. (What is a problem solver anyway? I think it’s just someone that believes in possible solutions.)

Hallowtide: A Season to Honor & Celebrate

Halloween, All Saints Day and All Souls Day, or Day of the Dead: The three holidays together represent Hallowtide, an aptly name trifecta of celebrations honoring the passing of people from this life to the next. When we look a little beyond the candy corn and jack o’ lanterns, we can see – and if we so choose, partake- in some seriously sentimental (and spooky!) stuff.

The veil is thin this time of year. For those that don’t know, what that means: there’s the notion of a veil, a layer that separates this world from the next- separating body and spirit, the physical from the metaphysical. A drape of sorts, believed to be more permeable at certain times and places than others, enabling us to see beyond the material world. It’s an optimal time to feel close to, accept, and also let go of the deceased. Throughout the ages, this time has been honored with rite and ritual, found in the religious and pagan observances of the upcoming days.

Simultaneously transitions are happening in nature, as we move from predominant light into more dark, from summer to winter.  Fall can be a bit wild, with blustery winds and unpredictable weather, a contrast to the stillness of blistering heat and freezing cold. 

Trees shine brilliantly one day, a seeming last gasp of sorts, before letting go of those leaves and baring down.  It’s a reminder for sure, to trust with patience that when we let go of one thing, a new thing is able to come alive. 

Ayurveda, the sister science of yoga-the yoking of body and Spirit, informs us of these seasonal changes, and this time of whipping winds. Grounding foods and heart warming practices are suggested to help us keep our balance. The winds of change can be uncomfortable, and pull us off our bearings.  

The winds of change can be uncomfortable, and pull us off our bearings...  

We need grounded-ness and these “rites of passage,” but also a healthy dose of flexibility, so we can partake in the letting go required. It’s a time to observe the best of our own personal nurturing preferences- cups of tea by a warm fire, baths, reading, Netflix in bed.

In the realm of self-care; sleep, quiet and time in nature, restore us and help us rejuvenate.  

At the same time, we must support and enable the shifting sands, trying not to remain stuck or too attached to the past. Movement, and plenty of water is important. And breathing. Always breathing.

It’s a time to be honored, and to honor the inevitable changes in life; including your own. Think about the best way to do this. What feeds you, settles you down? For me one way is writing, so I’m putting out a few reflections in the next few days on how to both honor and celebrate life passing before us. Celebrating is the optimal word- much more to embrace and celebrate than grieve… Happy Hallowtide!

An Ode to Hallowtide:

‘Tis your season, the veil is thin,

The dark descends, we go within.

We look inside to trust and see

Your wholesome spirit of eternity.

What are you, tho?  I beg to know,

Are you up above, or down below? 
Perhaps right here where faith stakes claim-

Your altering presence which has no name.

I long to embody your Love now,

Dear God, great Spirit, show me how.


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