There are some who see Samhain as the beginning of Winter, just as they see Lughnasadh as the beginning of Autumn, but that has never worked for me. To me the Solstices and Equinoxes mark the very beginning of the associated season, with the Fire Festivals the
"It's the most wonderful time of the year..." The voice sings during the Christmas TV advert I will doubtless see this coming week, but I know for many of my friends this is actually their favourite time. It's not mine, but I totally get why it is
Although our house it still full of builders I can feel Autumn's blessed peace approaching. I have two more gigs this year, Witchfest International at the Brighton Centre in November, and Tenbury Mistletoe Festival in December, then no more gigs until the PF Devon and Cornwall conference in
Close the door keep out the storm, Far Away, Far Away... It's nearly here. In two weeks time the major Sabbat of Samhain will arrive, bringing with it dark evenings and opening the door to the cold of Winter. Lanterns will be lit and placed in windows.
Samhain has come and gone and the Season of Mists is well and truly upon us. Here in Sussex many of the tallest trees are already bare and the leaves of the others are fading from green to gold. If you're a regular reader of my blog
So Samhain, the festival at least, is done for another year. It was an odd one here in the south of England. The 31st and 1st were the warmest 'Hallowe'ens' on record with 21 degree temperatures. It was strange being outside in a T shirt for Samhain,
Following on from my most recent post I find myself thankful for the dark evenings. This is unusual for me. Anyone who has been reading my blog for a while will know that I'm a child of Summer. That my heart sings when I feel that first
I was asked very recently why Druids celebrate such a dark festival as Samhain. What is it about this shadowy and occult time, where the land is overrun with ghosts and ghouls, that makes us want to associate ourselves with it. I found it a really odd