I always loved Halloween as a child. There was something magical about deciding who you wanted to be, creating the image in your mind, putting on that costume, and then walking right out the door as if you had become that person.
For one night, you could be anyone.
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There is something about the first hints of fall that invites us to slow down. The days begin to shorten, the light changes, and gardens that have spent months growing, blooming, and producing begin to quiet. Trees let go of their leaves without resistance. Nature seems to understand something many of us struggle to remember; we cannot always be in a season of doing.
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In the spirit of Halloween, I came upon an article about the Appalachian Granny Witches who served in areas of East Tennessee. Not tied to Wiccan traditions, these women acted as community healers and midwives, using plant knowledge and folk magic for medical care. They could also be deeply religious, blending their faith with their
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In La Paz, Baja California Sur, Mexico, the first two days November smell like marigolds and desert sand and sea air. The plaza fills with laughter, candlelight, and men in glorious drag as Catrinas—lace fans, painted faces, and all. My parents lived there for twenty years, and every fall they wandered through the town square, admiring the ofrendas and soaking in that mix of reverence and joy.
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