Tonight the veils are thin. The dead, our ancestors, return home.
Samhain Eve is my favorite night of the year. It’s a pretty quiet one for me, but I find solitude to be the best way to spend this most sacred night.
Quiet reflection on the year that has been, a very transformative one for me, this has been a year of growth and change. A year of letting go and embracing the unknown.
I sit quietly by candlelight and scry into my crystal ball. I draw tarot spreads of reflection, studying the lessons that have been learnt. This year there have been many.
I sit quietly among the spirits of my ancestors and listen for their words of wisdom. I welcome the embrace of the Dark Mother and the lessons she has for me on this night. Having immersed myself in the cauldron of rebirth throughout this year, I feel ever closer to her.
Blessed Samhain 🎃