Halloween is becoming more and more of a thing here in the UK, but to pagans, it never loses its popularity.
So what do pagans really get up to for Halloween?
Well, firstly we call it Samhain.
It is one of the busiest times in the pagan calendar. In October I find that I have a packed social diary. There are parties to go to, faces to paint, and glitter to sprinkle. There’s too much booze. There’s too much food.
It is also a spiritual time of year.
Sorry to disappoint, but we don’t often find ourselves naked in the words, chanting and casting.
This year, after the parties were over and we were done dressing up, we invited our best friends over for a roast dinner (with plenty of roasted pumpkin of course).
We laid an extra setting at the table, filled up an extra plate of food, poured an extra glass of wine, and remembered lost loved ones with a prayer.
Pagans are nothing if not practical; that prayer is as much a contract as it is a blessing.
Later that night, when I was alone washing the dishes while Jim was seeing our guests safely to the car, I heard an extra footstep and felt a presence with me in the kitchen. I knew it was a friend, not a foe.
Even so, I let them know when it was time to leave. It’s a nice gesture to open the door in welcome, but it’s essential to close it too, in due time.
I guess for me, Samhain this year was a kind of Halloween, Day of the Dead and Thanksgiving all rolled into one.