By Sandy Christie, a Wiccan priestess and elder who lives in Edinburgh
Do you believe the original meanings of many festivals have been lost?
The wheel of the year constantly turning has brought us once more to Hallowe’en, or Samhain (pronounced sow-in), as our Celtic ancestors would have known it. In this, the season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, we can have fun dooking for apples, dressing up and going to parties, the onset of winter holding few terrors. We shall be clothed and fed in the light, warmth and security of our modern homes, but for our ancient ancestors it was a time of darkness, slaughter, sexual intensity, communion with the dead and even human sacrifice.
Read the original article at: The Scotsman