It has been a super long time since I've written anything here. But since It's Friday and tomorrow is Halloween, it seems a fitting day for a post.
I LOVE Halloween. It has always been one of my favorites. I love ghosts and goblins, candy, trick or treating and all that good stuff. I also love the history behind Halloween.
Back in the day, the Celts celebrated their new year on November first. They believed that the veil between life and death was very thin at that time as the harvest had just ended and it grew very cold. So, on October 31 they celebrated a holiday called Samhain where they believed that the ghosts of the dead could return to earth and not only were these ghosts a bit on the mischievous side, damaging crops and things, but they also helped the Druids predict the future which was a very good thing. It gave them comfort through the long winter months.
To commemorate the event, Druids built huge sacred bonfires, where the people gathered to burn crops and animals as sacrifices to the Celtic deities.
During this celebration, the Celts wore costumes, fierce and terrifying, to honor the dead spirits.
The Christians, who were trying to convert these pagans changed the Holiday to represent a more "worthy" theme. They took the November first date and called it All Saints Eve or All Hallow's Eve," which mean the same thing. Then it was shortened to Hallow's 'een, then to just plain old Halloween.
No matter what the Christians back then did, they just couldn't take the "pagan" out of the people. And today, we still celebrate the dead by dressing up in costumes, handing out candy (to appease the dead) and just plain let the heathen out who still resides inside us, waiting to cause mischief and mayhem!
I'm a firm believer and in letting the heathen out once in a while. It keeps you from needing therapy!
I know it's been quite a while since I've last written here, but in all honesty, I just don't have time to do my book writing, write on my writing blog, write here and do facebook! I do have priorities! ha ha
So today, I want to discuss that little thing called, "following your gut."
How often do we get an impression to do something and ignore it? I have learned NEVER to ignore it and I never do anymore. I have no idea what would have happened or would not have happened once I've changed course and obey that feeling, but I don't care. I don't need to know.
Like this morning, for those of you who read my facebook post, I had a jam in my printer. It was so small, I almost missed it. Literally, it was a piece of paper about a half inch by a half inch and it was way in. I couldn't reach it. I tried everything from tweasters to a tiny screwdriver. All I managed to do was push it further.
So, I sat there staring, feeling hopeless, knowing I couldn't take the whole dang printer apart becasue I KNOW I'd ruin it. Then, a voice in my head (and I swear, this is how it is for me, I hear voices! lol) told me to use my big honkin' vacuum. I didn't even hesitate. It still took me using the vacuum alternating with the small screw driver but after about eight tries, I finally got it.
Yesterday, I'd left for my sister's house when I had the thought that I should go back and get the bag of clothes I'd saved for her daughter. No big deal to have left it home, but this feeling told me to get my butt back home, so I did. I don't know why it was important or if it really even was important, but I don't care anymore. I just do it and I've never regretted a time I've listened.
So, the moral of the story here is, if you think you're nuts, you may be, but just keep going and make that voice your friend!