We've traveled another year full circle. Once more we set
the table offering comfort and reassurance to those who gathered from the other
side. The
guest list has grown with the passing of another year; that night my mother stood silently among the Beloved Dead.
Every year we willing offer our home as a respite to our ancestors and friends; for on Samhain night the dead move comfortably among the living. The energy in the house
changes, as it always does, to accommodate invited guests who need no formal introduction.
At evening's close the warmth between us was strong and heartfelt through the growing and billowing veil; and once more we bid goodbye comforted in the knowledge that this evening will lovingly come 'round
again.
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