October 31st, All Hallow´s Eve. Halloween.

I have to admit that this is not one of my favourite times of the year. In part it´s because once the clocks change to an hour earlier, it starts getting dark very early in the evening, the weather gets more unsettled and the temperature drops…
But mostly it´s because I don´t like scary stuff. Not even a little bit.
Estoy escribiendo estas líneas entre tandas de niños que llaman a la puerta haciendo “trick or treat”, y esa parte no me importa, hasta me hace ilusión. Me disfrazo de algo sencillito que no dé nada de miedo (este año ha tocado toga y corbata de Harry Potter, otras veces es vestido y gorro de bruja), y disfruto repartiendo golosinas a los niños del barrio.
What I´m not comfortable with are the really scary costumes, horror movies, etc. Luckily, there´s plenty of choice nowadays, and I choose the child friendly version of Halloween, appropriate for all audiences 😊
But it is true that when one thinks about life back in times of our ancestors, with no electricity or central heating or any of the convenient things we´re so used to these days, and on a night like this, dark, cold, windy and rainy, one understands how they believed there were spirits and ghosts roaming around in this world… And also how they wanted to combat them in the best way they knew: with light.
I reckon that´s why fireworks and bonfires are so popular here in Ireland at this time of the year, and they remind me of Saint John´s Eve… Old rituals that have evolved into more modern ones, but that deep down still keep the same fascination with the unknown and the supernatural.
Mucho más colorida es la fiesta del Dia de los Muertos en México, que me encanta no sólo por su estética, sino también por la manera tan bonita y tan alegre que tienen los mexicanos de recordar y de honrar a sus antepasados, reconociéndolos como parte de la familia. Así de esa manera parece que el mundo de los muertos está un poquito más cerca del de los vivos, y en lugar de verlo como una cuestión de “nosotros contra ellos”, nos anima a aceptar la muerte como parte del ciclo de la vida, y a comprenderla en lugar de tenerle miedo.
To accept and understand. Maybe that´s the key to many of our fears.
To accept the challenge of looking at them face to face, of listening to what they have to say to us.
In Marie Curie´s words:
Nothing in life is to be feared, it is only to be understood. Now is the time to understand more, so that we may fear less.