What Happened to Halloween?
In honor of a certain upcoming "spooky" celebration…

Let’s talk Halloween.
You either love Halloween or you hate it. Which group are you in?
Me? I’m in the love group. But. I love the Halloween I grew up with. Not the modern blood-and-guts dark one it has become. Being afraid or being grossed out wasn’t and isn't a part of what I love about Halloween. Have you been down the costume aisle this year? Those masks scare the wits out of me. I can’t imagine being a young kid. I think Halloween would just seem frightening, totally not much fun. I’m not surprised so many parents refuse to let their children participate any more.
I wonder why Halloween has become so creepy and grotesque. (Or maybe it was always that way and I just didn’t know it?)
I’m continually surprised by retail stores. When I’m greeted at the door with some moving mummy with flashing red lighted eyes, moaning and groaning, I head straight to the manager and then straight to the exit. I’ve complained over and over again when stores put scary stuff at their entrances. Why can’t they put it in the back? Parents who don’t want to desensitize their children to blood and guts can’t even go into a home supply store to buy a can of paint at this time of year.
Anyway. My kind of Halloween, the one I have so much fun with, is different than that. Mine is more of a Casper kind of Halloween. You won’t find the headless and bloody gore at my celebration.
Well, for example. I haven’t decorated much yet this year, but here are a few of my favorite things I put up every year.

My 3 foot tall weird scarecrow witch guy

My kitchen witches

My cats on a hot, tin...
never mind...

you know who
The Halloween I knew as a child wasn’t controversial in the least. That is the one I imitate for my own child.
Its cats.
And witches.
And pumpkins.
And cornstalks.
And candy corn.
And a bonfire.
And Charlie Brown.
When I was a kid Halloween was not-too-scary fun. Our costumes sometimes came from the dime-store, complete with the plastic it’s-hard-to-breathe-with-those-two-holes-that-aren’t-even-in-the-right-place mask. Although many years we’d just throw together a costume at the last minute. I remember borrowing some of my dad’s old clothes, tying a bandana around the end of a stick, and calling, "Look, Ma! I'm a hobo!"
I’ve told you before about my favorite trick-or-treat stop. It was a little old lady’s house who passed out warm, just out of the oven, gingerbread men. Yep, she (her name was Mrs. Ice) spent her Halloween evening baking cookies. And there was the house with the cauldron out front filled with boiling peanuts. The lady there dressed like a witch and filled brown bags with peanuts for the trick-or-treaters. We had a neighbor who made popcorn balls every year. And sometimes we lucked into Carmel apples at one house, but they went fast.
That’s what Halloween was for me when I was a kid. Fun. Not scary.
That’s what Halloween is for my family. Fun. Not scary.
We have a party every year and this year is no different.
I'll make several different kinds of soups (one will be MaryJane’s delicious Harvest Soup recipe…it was a hit last year!). Everyone comes over early in the day for soup and salad and homemade bread.
We’ll carve pumpkins and roast the seeds.
We’ll play some games (not just for kids, adults required to participate too.) Later, the kids will trick-or-treat. But not for too long.
When dark falls, we’ll gather around the bonfire on hay bales and tell not-so-scary ghost stories while the ice cream maker churns the ice cream on the porch.
Hot coffee and apple cider all around. Awesome!

(Okay, this was just last night, not last Halloween night. It just looks like a Halloween sunset to me...)
What about you? What are your thoughts about Halloween? Do you love it or hate it? Do you have any traditions surrounding it?
And hey, if you know a tame ghost story, we’d love to hear it! I promise to give you credit when I tell it around our bonfire Saturday night.
Until next time, Friends, savor the flavor of life!
Lots of love, The City Farmgirl, Rebekah
Comments
So YES I love Halloween, but as a Christian I am concerned over where it is heading!
HAPPY HALLOWEEN
Marilyn
Thank You for the Recipe...
You are absolutely right...
Halloween is for Kids and best observed in a Spirit of Fun 'eh...
It is also Midnight's Birthday (my Cat I rescued as a feral Kitten)... I don't really know when he was born, but I got him to the Vet and she was able to determine his age, so I picked the most Special day, Halloween, and designated it Midnight's Birthday. I got him the Best Birthday Present anyone can give a Cat: the biggest box Macy's Gift Wrap had, all wrapped up for Halloween... empty of course.
Halloween is exactly that kind of Holiday... not "about" any content or meaning... it's all about the "wrapping" and the "box", and I can tell from your wonderful photos that you wrap the occasion quite nicely.
Oh... yes, Midnight is black.
GodSpeed and...
"Oíche Shamhna Shona!" (Happy Halloween in Old Irish)
Gary
in Tampa
Ilove to see the tiny kids dress up and have fun. But since we are the adults, perhaps we have to make it.
By the way, No way would I give 700 kids candy. I'd turn out the light. Put together a special puzzle.
Good topic.
Bonnie
I do love this time of year though ... big pumpkins, crisp apples, and the Fall extravaganza of color in our valley is something I wouldn't want to miss. Now that's a reason to celebrate!
I also agree that Thanksgiving needs to be made more of. It is lost to the world of money. Remember when Christmas decorations went up the day after Thanksgiving and sometimes we would go driving around town to see how everything looked. It was soo exciting but now the home improvment stores are trying to out do each other in getting their Christmas sells started. Kids have nothing to anticipate and get really excited about.
I don't really like the over-commercialization of Halloween either. I don't like the over-commercialization of any holiday, actually. A little is okay, but it's really gotten beyond the pale. We have one kind of grotesque pirate skull with light-up moving eyeballs that my mom sent us a couple of years ago, which my boys absolutely love, but other than that, most of our decorations trend towards pumpkins, black cats, bats, and, well...lots of skull-themed stuff, because what can I say - my Gothy self just really digs skulls. But regular old skulls, not the gory, icky ones. We also borrow heavily from the Mexican holiday El Dia de Los Muertos, with all of its adorable skeletons of every size and description engaged in all the pursuits of the living, sugar skulls, "bread of the dead" and marigolds. And I totally fail to see why anybody needs to spend hundreds of dollars on animatronic ooky monsters to stand around and scare the bejeezus out of people. Bleh!
It makes me very sad, though, as a pagan and a witch, to see so many people here who think that Halloween's origins are evil. Halloween is descended from the old Celtic pagan holiday Samhain (pronounced sow-uhn). Unfortunately, there seems to be a lot of misinformation out there about what Samhain was, and what it was about, particularly in certain churches. First off, Samhain is not the name of some evil Celtic death-god. Samhain is the name for the cross-quarter holiday that falls at the end of October. It is the death of the old year, and one of the times when the veil between the worlds is thinnest. Celtic pagans believed that their ancestors could come back to visit them on this night, and prepared special feasts to honor and remember those who had passed on, much as Mexicans do for El Dia de los Muertos. The emphasis is not on fear of the dead, but on honoring and remembering them. However, because the veil between the worlds in thin on Samhain, the early Celts believed that other beings could cross into our world on this night as well - faeries, for instance, or malevolent spirits. Large bonfires were lit to ward off these malicious spirits, and the traditions of carving jack-o-lanterns (originally carved from turnips, not pumpkins - imagine trying to carve a turnip! It's harder than it sounds!) and of dressing up in scary costumes were both originally intended to scare off any marauding spirits who might be about. As I said earlier, Samhain is the death of the old year. Sometimes it is referred to as "the Witches' New Year", although this is not entirely accurate. The old year dies at Samhain, with the end of the harvest, and the world exists in a kind of no-mans-time, a dark time, until Yule, the Winter Solstice, when the Sun is reborn along with the new year.
Our family celebrates Samhain with an Ancestor Feast, which we usually have on the day after Halloween - mainly because I have learned the hard way that trying to juggle jack-o-lanterns and trick-or-treating *and* preparing and serving and entire ritual feast is just way more than I can do without losing my sanity. For our Ancestor Feast, I make foods that have special meanings or relationships to one or more of the dead whom we are remembering - a favorite dish, perhaps, or a dish that was associated with a particular person. This year I made a roast chicken stuffed with a gluten-free version of my grandmother's Texas cornbread stuffing, cranberry sauce, mashed blue potatoes and gravy. I'd planned to also serve collard greens with bacon and onions (in honor of Mosa's (my grandmother) southern roots, and also in honor of "Animal", my husband's friend and part of his team in the Marines, who died in his arms during Operation Desert Storm, but I forgot to get the collards, so we had to do without. As we eat our feast, we name those who have passed before us, and tell their stories, and remember them, and wish them well on their journey of rebirth. Usually we decorate the dining room with our jack-o-lanterns from the night before, with lit candles in them. It's a special time of connectedness with each other and with those who have passed on.
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