Samhain Reclaimed

Samhain – a time when the veil between the worlds is at its thinnest, a time for remembering our ancestors who have left this world.

Samhain – the time of the Cailleach, the dark mother, goddess of the dark side of the year.

Samhain – a time which holds truly dark, horrific memories for many who have survived Ritual/Organised abuse veiled under a pseudo-religious cloak.

Samhain – a time when those of us who have survived such horrors can perhaps begin to reclaim this again, turn this time into one of spiritual renewal, growth.

The dark time of the year is not to be feared.  Nor is the time of the Cailleach and of Hecate to be feared.

This Samhain I remember especially those who lost their lives in horrific ways at this time of year.

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Good Friday and Easter

It has been a while since I last wrote here. A religious part of me usually, at some point, takes over, becomes very Christian during Lent. There is an urgency to immerse myself into Holy Week leading up to Easter. To delve deep into the Pascal Mysteries of death and resurrection.

This year is different. Recovering memories, allowing memories from a deeply dissociated place to surface, I now know that Ritual Abuse had a place (time-limited, and I believe one perpetrator of this form of abuse only) in my early childhood. For many survivors this time is a deeply troubling one. One which brings with it flashback memories. Deep wounds.

Easter should be a time of joy. Not the deepest and darkest pain. I ask anyone who reads this to please hold in their thoughts those who have been ritually abused, sometimes throughout their childhoods in truly horrific ways; perhaps light a candle of hope in the dark.