Happy Samhain, Wiccan New Year and Day of the Dead

We own nothing, not any of us. That includes the elite.

Not our homes. Not our children. Not our companions. Not our bodies. Not even our own lives. Death owns it all. It merely lets us borrow for a while. So enjoy and love what you have while it lasts, knowing it will not last.

That is not a bad thing. Death cleans up the old, making room for the new. Imagine if there was no death. If you had to carry around with you every piece of clothing you had ever owned, from your first diaper to that ugly pair of shoes you have no idea what you were thinking when you bought. If every relationship lasted forever…your first date was lying in your bed at night, along with every subsequent lover and now yourspouse. If you were stuck with every condo or house you ever bought…or every apartment you ever rented. Still cleaning, repairing, and paying taxes on them all.
Imagine if every human ever born was still here, rotting, decrepit, but still stumbling and bumbling around. Earth would be a pretty overcrowded place, would it not?

So welcome death, and honor it. Death sits on your left shoulder waiting to take it all back. It is a friend, doing you a favor by reminding you that every breath you take is there by its grace. And letting you know that when it does take back, it is only to make room for the new.