Friday, October 24, 2014
The veil is thin.
Last week, I dreamed of a friend of mine who committed suicide in 2006. In my dream, it was as if I had found him suddenly. I brought him to mine and my husband's family, where he specifically told us that he was doing well and was happy. Last night, I dreamed of my beautiful cat Nyx who passed away November 2012. I was sitting in the front room reading a book while she was laying with my other four pets, just as if she'd never passed away. Who knows who will decide to visit me in my sleep next.
Maybe I'm thinking of them more often. After all, we are nearing Samhain, a pagan holiday that celebrates and reveres the dead. But perhaps the veil between the living and the dead is truly thinning. That's the lore of Samhain - on the night of the 31st, the one thing that shrouds us from the spirits passed weakens. That's why we set out plates of food for family members. That's why we place photos of them on our altars and why he hail them in ritual.
Admittedly, as October 31st nears, I enter a bit of a funk. I've been feeling incredibly down for the past few weeks. It's been very tough. Yesterday, my volunteer work with The Animal Rescue Alliance forced me out of bed. It forced me to get dressed and face the world on a dreary, misty day. But perhaps that's exactly what I needed - a damp, dark, otherworldly day to remind me that there's a reason behind my moods.
When I took a walk last night, it was incredibly foggy. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to share with my readers this message. So I snapped a few pictures, such as the one above. Feel free to save and share.