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what time is it?
Who knows? Standard time came back this morning (fall back) and I have no idea if any of my little clocks have automatically updated themselves or I am sitting here under the delusion that it is 7:30.
Ah well, all I have to do is get it all figured out before 3pm EST when I will be reading “Monster” live on Re-Verse’s Halloween Hangover show. Which, find your favourite Poe or other creepy poem and call in and read it. Check out my tweets this morning or status updates on Facebook or myspace for the links and phone numbers to call.
So anyway, last night was the Halloween Wedding and it was so much fun. The groom was Beetlejuice, and the bride was dead (complete with hatchet gashes to the neck and head and blood all over her dress). Carmen Miranda was there, threatening people with her banana and everyone followed the rules and came in costume at least. Before we even got started the fire alarm went off and everyone wound up in the parking lot waiting for the fire department to come turn it off. The champagne glasses had skeleton hands for stems and the blushing couple managed to make it over the broomstick without injury.
It was a Pagan ceremony and it was beautiful. I have been to them before and sometimes they can be awkward, I was talking to the High Priestess and she said that it is hard when one of the members families is not Pagan, they have to tone it down a bit and the beauty of the words gets lost. Striking to me, given my over-the-top Christian background, was just the sheer similarity in the ceremonies.
But I love when they give the couple a loaf of bread and say “so you may never go hungry.”
When it came time for the rings, Beetlejuice reached into his suit jacket pocket and took out a severed finger with the ring on it and quickly tossed the finger away saying “she meant nothing to me!.”
There was no official photographer but cameras everywhere and they will be building a web site with images from the wedding and I will post the link when that is available.
Standing and waiting for the fire department though – the night was so beautiful and windy, the clouds racing over the moon and me, with my 3 hours sleep and pleasant zoning comfort just…relaxed into the experience.
I had a conversation with a young man earlier in the week, I like him a lot, he is in his 20s and going back to college and trying so hard to be grown up and he said to me that he had bee trying to plan an “adult Halloween”…which he described as “you know, dinner out and maybe a movie” and thank god his friends grabbed a hold of him and literally pinned a cat tail on him and slapped some ears on his head and took him ‘round to parties.
Halloween is many things. We could discuss the symbolism for days but one of the roles that Halloween plays in adult life is it allows us all to step outside of ourselves. Particularly in times of economic stress Halloween becomes one of the largest holidays because, in its own way, it gives us respite from our daily lives and allows us to reconnect with a larger sense of possibility. It has never been about children and treats.
Which, btw, I started cracking up about all the news stories about the recession being over in the US. By the numbers, maybe, but we still have a long way to go.
And while we wait to get there…there is life to be lived, poetry to be written and love to find.
Life should always be this ripe with possibility, no matter what time it is or that we think it is.
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Ah well, all I have to do is get it all figured out before 3pm EST when I will be reading “Monster” live on Re-Verse’s Halloween Hangover show. Which, find your favourite Poe or other creepy poem and call in and read it. Check out my tweets this morning or status updates on Facebook or myspace for the links and phone numbers to call.
So anyway, last night was the Halloween Wedding and it was so much fun. The groom was Beetlejuice, and the bride was dead (complete with hatchet gashes to the neck and head and blood all over her dress). Carmen Miranda was there, threatening people with her banana and everyone followed the rules and came in costume at least. Before we even got started the fire alarm went off and everyone wound up in the parking lot waiting for the fire department to come turn it off. The champagne glasses had skeleton hands for stems and the blushing couple managed to make it over the broomstick without injury.
It was a Pagan ceremony and it was beautiful. I have been to them before and sometimes they can be awkward, I was talking to the High Priestess and she said that it is hard when one of the members families is not Pagan, they have to tone it down a bit and the beauty of the words gets lost. Striking to me, given my over-the-top Christian background, was just the sheer similarity in the ceremonies.
But I love when they give the couple a loaf of bread and say “so you may never go hungry.”
When it came time for the rings, Beetlejuice reached into his suit jacket pocket and took out a severed finger with the ring on it and quickly tossed the finger away saying “she meant nothing to me!.”
There was no official photographer but cameras everywhere and they will be building a web site with images from the wedding and I will post the link when that is available.
Standing and waiting for the fire department though – the night was so beautiful and windy, the clouds racing over the moon and me, with my 3 hours sleep and pleasant zoning comfort just…relaxed into the experience.
I had a conversation with a young man earlier in the week, I like him a lot, he is in his 20s and going back to college and trying so hard to be grown up and he said to me that he had bee trying to plan an “adult Halloween”…which he described as “you know, dinner out and maybe a movie” and thank god his friends grabbed a hold of him and literally pinned a cat tail on him and slapped some ears on his head and took him ‘round to parties.
Halloween is many things. We could discuss the symbolism for days but one of the roles that Halloween plays in adult life is it allows us all to step outside of ourselves. Particularly in times of economic stress Halloween becomes one of the largest holidays because, in its own way, it gives us respite from our daily lives and allows us to reconnect with a larger sense of possibility. It has never been about children and treats.
Which, btw, I started cracking up about all the news stories about the recession being over in the US. By the numbers, maybe, but we still have a long way to go.
And while we wait to get there…there is life to be lived, poetry to be written and love to find.
Life should always be this ripe with possibility, no matter what time it is or that we think it is.
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