Some people don’t.
But we do.
We embrace the traditions of Halloween.
Because it is fun.
I have been reading about the history of Halloween.
“Halloween’s origins date back to the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain (pronounced sow-in).The Celts, who lived 2,000 years ago in the area that is now Ireland, the United Kingdom, and northern France, celebrated their new year on November 1. This day marked the end of summer and the harvest and the beginning of the dark, cold winter, a time of year that was often associated with human death. Celts believed that on the night before the new year, the boundary between the worlds of the living and the dead became blurred. On the night of October 31, they celebrated Samhain, when it was believed that the ghosts of the dead returned to earth. In addition to causing trouble and damaging crops, Celts thought that the presence of the otherworldly spirits made it easier for the Druids, or Celtic priests, to make predictions about the future. For a people entirely dependent on the volatile natural world, these prophecies were an important source of comfort and direction during the long, dark winter.”
Yes, its beginnings are troublesome.
But, as my sweet friend Janine recently said, “Christians have a wonderful tradition of taking pagan holidays and giving them new meaning of faith.”
Of this, History.com goes on to say:
“By the 800s, the influence of Christianity had spread into Celtic lands. In the seventh century, Pope Boniface IV designated November 1 All Saints’ Day, a time to honor saints and martyrs. It is widely believed today that the pope was attempting to replace the Celtic festival of the dead with a related, but church-sanctioned holiday. The celebration was also called All-hallows or All-hallowmas (from Middle English Alholowmesse meaning All Saints’ Day) and the night before it, the night of Samhain, began to be called All-hallows Eve and, eventually, Halloween. Even later, in A.D. 1000, the church would make November 2 All Souls’ Day, a day to honor the dead. It was celebrated similarly to Samhain, with big bonfires, parades, and dressing up in costumes as saints, angels, and devils. Together, the three celebrations, the eve of All Saints’, All Saints’, and All Souls’, were called Hallowmas.”
Friends, Christians have held these traditions since the 800s!
That said, I celebrate Halloween with my children because it is just plain fun. This tradition gets children exited like other. There is just something magical about playing dress up. Oh, and getting a lot of candy.
We have our own traditions that make it special.
Carving our punkins’.
Roasting punkin’ seeds.
Sharing the fun with our church friends.
Yes. The mummy is yours truly. They had so much fun wrapping me in T-paper!
Aren’t they beautiful?
I was really a pirate. Not a gypsy, as my husband insisted on calling me.
My dears, I grew up in a home that did not celebrate many holidays. Of any type. The one time my parents decided to let my siblings and I dress for Halloween was a disaster. What I take away from that these years later is: it is what you make it.
We try to make it about fun. And family.
And chocolate, of course.
Happy Halloween, Dear Ones. And to those who’d rather not, Happy All Saint’s Day.
Love to you all.