It is the day after Halloween, some call Samhain. Halloween is one of only two annual events that Satanists seem to collectively mark with any significance, though how they mark it is different for each Satanist. This Satanist marks the event with the rare purchase of a lottery ticket, a symbolic act of sticking two fingers up at religious morality through the act of gambling.
For most people Halloween is an excuse to dress up, decorate their gardens and have a party. My local community seems with each year to get more involved in the Halloween festival, decorating their gardens ever more extravagantly a week in advance of the event. For most people, the symbols and meaning of Halloween is lost, a disconnection that raised some amusing observations: the shop raising money for the local hospice decorated with realistic skulls; the reception area of a nursing home for the elderly decorated with full size grim reapers.
I personally do not mark Halloween with much significance, other than it marks the start of winter in the North of this world. Nature celebrated Halloween in its own way, a beautiful orange sunrise in the morning, an orange sunset at night as I raced on my bike in the growing darkness past ancient ruins shrouded in mist. On this first day of winter, and for the next three months, I will be focused on decluttering, ending projects, eliminating dead and useless things, associations or relationships. Winter is the time of endings.
For animistic and some modern cultures Halloween is a time of remembering deceased ancestors. The ancient Celts would bring out the bones of favoured ancestors from a communal shrine, often skulls, and position them in their own seats at the banqueting table. The ancestors would be given food and drink, as the community retold the stories in a moment of remembering and celebration linking ancestors, the living and the descendants together in an unbroken narrative.
Halloween is one of four annual between moments betwixt the changing of seasons when the boundary between the material and spiritual worlds are at their closest. These moments are when the living can reconnect with their ancestors, to seek their support for good health, harvest and prosperity; importantly, to hold on to the narrative, memory and culture of the identity of a community, tribe or family.
There is nothing sinister, evil or demonic about Halloween, it has and always been about honoring and remembering ancestors. It is a shame that Halloween has for many been demeaned and commercialized to become devoid of meaning in the modern world..