What a rainy Thursday we are having here in western Oregon!
Yes, for the most part we Oregonians don’t mind it, and we typically welcome the cleansing of the atmosphere, the wonderful sound of the rain on the rooftop, and the glorious sweet smell the rain leaves behind.
But with this down pour I’ve been experiencing internet technical difficulties. Not great news for a blogger.
So, enjoy your rainy Thursday. I am determined to get more posted soon in between inconsistent losses of internet connections.
Another Halloween rolls around and we are all a year older and again get to enjoy the celebration of trick or treating and Halloween traditions as we gather with family and friends.
To some it can also be the celebration of the onset of Samhain. The celebration of the end of the harvest season. The end of summer.
To others it is honoring our departed loved ones and remembering them. Connecting with their spirit energy is an important part of Halloween to some.
It also can be a time of reflection as we go into a different distinctive season. A time to look at ourselves, our lives, and our surroundings and see if where we are heading is truly our destiny.
Is this feeling a way of communication used by those who have passed on and are attempting to connect with us in some fashion to help guide us with our decisions? Perhaps. Is it because the veil between the two worlds is at its thinnest and the chance of such a connection is at its peak? Maybe.
What do each of us do to possibly prepare for such an event that could bring us closer to spirits of those across the veil?
Whatever is needed for you to fill your own heart with comfort is wonderful and your own.
I was unsure how I would write this blog, or even if I ever would at some point. My mother died. It’s still hard to say that after so many years. She left behind an extremely loving husband (my father), myself and 9 of my siblings, (along with 31 grandchildren). Yes, 10 children. That’s a whole other story I’ll tell you about on a different day. But she was the strongest and most inspirational person I’ve known.
Yesterday was her birthday. She loved having her birthday in the fall, because, like me, we shared a love for autumn, Halloween, and everything about the coming of the holidays. A time to cherish your loved ones and be grateful for everything and everyone in your life. She taught me that, and I continue to carry on that belief and instill it in my children.
Typically, on her birthday I like to be by myself. I usually need to be because it’s still so hard for me to realize that she’s not coming back. I don’t know if any of you have ever thought that way? If you’ve lost a loved one, and even though you know in reality they won’t be returning, there are just some days when it’s almost like you expect them to return and you wonder what is delaying them. Like you expect to see them that day. I suppose it depends on what you believe. I know some people think days like that can be a sign your loved one is with you in spirit and making a connection with you. I like to believe that is true.
So yesterday, October 25th, was her birthday. I went on a long hike.
It seemed as though the birds were following us at times.
Such a wonderful hike to clear my mind of all the daily life chaos and just reflect on her.
With so much damage and chaos from the unfortunate fires we’ve experienced in so many western states recently, we can only sigh with relief and welcome each rain drop as it touches the Earth. The happiness we feel as each drop falls to the ground.
We cannot bring back or replace any of the loved ones who were lost, or repair the damage done to the beautiful forests and homes. But with each drop we have hope that we will continue on with life and growth.
Hello wonderful readers & Happy Friday the 13th!!!
Today we finally have a little bit of quiet from the thunder and rain storm last night. Storms like that don’t bother me at all. In fact, I find it quite calming when we have tucked the little ones into bed, have the cozy fire going in the wood stove and can hear the rolling thunder and rain rapping on the roof. Such a unique sound and feeling. The power of the storm is so close, but being inside in the evening fall warmth is just so soothing.
But, alas, the storm has passed and we are left with just a grey, foggy, slightly rainy Oregon day. The rain shows no sign of actually coming to an end. A perfect setting for Friday the 13th.
Some folks dread this day no matter what month it falls in, but October seems to have an even more haunting gloom for them. Is it because this is the month of All Hallows Eve? Do they feel an extra sense of doom from lingering spirits? Or are they just so superstitious of all things related to old wives tales and myths that they freak themselves out by the very mention of the day? Or are they a simple skeptic, and feel everything surrounding Friday the 13th is plain ridiculous?
I, for one, enjoy Friday the 13th. I have always found it to be a pleasant day and I have a few friends that actually celebrate their births on this day. So, happy birthday to them, and hope you all enjoy your Friday the 13th! Watch out for black cats and ladders 😊
Do you enjoy Friday the 13th? What superstitions do you have?
“Always throw spilled salt over your left shoulder; keep rosemary by your garden gate; plant lavender for luck; and fall in love whenever you can.”… Sally Owens, Practical Magic