Ellie Lieberman's Blog: Dusty Shelves - Posts Tagged "samhein"
Happy Halloween
Originally, I was planning to write a blog on the history of YA or what the genre of “Coming of Age” means. And, this is what it has come to be so far. Funny, plans seem to be changing all over the place and though it tends to drive me a bit nuts, I’ve watched enough Farscape to know plan A, B, and even C rarely seems to work out.
There’s a lot of changes that are coming about for my family and I, and a lot of changes we would like to happen. We are very fortunate to have and grateful for our friends and loved ones who are helping us down the paths we’d like to venture forth on. And, how right it should be during Samhain.
While others are carving pumpkins and feasting upon chocolates and sweets, my mother and I, with the help of those wonderful friends, will be packing boxes and stuffing items in a storage unit. We’re moving, in every sense of the word. It might be a lot slower than either of us would like, but it is still moving. One more step in the direction we desire. Instead of bobbing for apples or putting on masks, we’re scaring away the demons of the past and starting over. Our life’s New Year as well as spiritual one.
It’s not our first rodeo, as some would say. And, the night might end with us passed out at eight from all our raucous packing and moving, with nary a movie, book, or candy to celebrate. But, the celebration will be taking place a few months from now.
Till then, happy Halloweeen.
There’s a lot of changes that are coming about for my family and I, and a lot of changes we would like to happen. We are very fortunate to have and grateful for our friends and loved ones who are helping us down the paths we’d like to venture forth on. And, how right it should be during Samhain.
While others are carving pumpkins and feasting upon chocolates and sweets, my mother and I, with the help of those wonderful friends, will be packing boxes and stuffing items in a storage unit. We’re moving, in every sense of the word. It might be a lot slower than either of us would like, but it is still moving. One more step in the direction we desire. Instead of bobbing for apples or putting on masks, we’re scaring away the demons of the past and starting over. Our life’s New Year as well as spiritual one.
It’s not our first rodeo, as some would say. And, the night might end with us passed out at eight from all our raucous packing and moving, with nary a movie, book, or candy to celebrate. But, the celebration will be taking place a few months from now.
Till then, happy Halloweeen.
Happy Halloween!
A year ago around this time, I made a post about Samhain and new beginnings. About how much had changed, sweeping out the old to make room for the new. About dreams and all we wished for.
A fabulous friend and neighbor brought up just how a couple months ago we sat around a table and discussed these crazy dreams of ours. Crazy, impossible, and yet filled our notebooks.
Now, at 10:30 at night (might have written this a couple of weeks ago), I sit in my new home, from the very floor to the ceiling. The couches are mismatched and second hand. There's an ugly carpet in between them that somehow manages to fit both colors. But, I wouldn't trade it for the world.
It is mine. From the floor to the ceiling. The walls will be painted. Our stuff will be unboxed and displayed in just the right place. There are already pots of flowers outside thanks to tat same fabulous friend. And, I have my most bosom buddy and kindred spirit beside me throughout this entire journey, not to mention the community around us.
It's taken a very hard year. Full of sweat and tears. Full of friends and bonds we wouldn't trade for anything. It's taken us a year, but my very best friend and I have found our way home.
Happy Halloween and a magical Samhain!
A fabulous friend and neighbor brought up just how a couple months ago we sat around a table and discussed these crazy dreams of ours. Crazy, impossible, and yet filled our notebooks.
Now, at 10:30 at night (might have written this a couple of weeks ago), I sit in my new home, from the very floor to the ceiling. The couches are mismatched and second hand. There's an ugly carpet in between them that somehow manages to fit both colors. But, I wouldn't trade it for the world.
It is mine. From the floor to the ceiling. The walls will be painted. Our stuff will be unboxed and displayed in just the right place. There are already pots of flowers outside thanks to tat same fabulous friend. And, I have my most bosom buddy and kindred spirit beside me throughout this entire journey, not to mention the community around us.
It's taken a very hard year. Full of sweat and tears. Full of friends and bonds we wouldn't trade for anything. It's taken us a year, but my very best friend and I have found our way home.
Happy Halloween and a magical Samhain!
