Samhain’s my favorite. The old year ends and the wheel begins again. We get to let out all our pent-up anger, all our fear. We get to think about the loved ones we’ve lost. We get to pull out our trusty magnifying glasses (as a Virgo I always have one close by) and examine our pain, poke at it, turn it around, dissect it a little, taste it, smell it, see how it reacts when mixed with sodium phosphate, and try to figure out exactly what’s going on in there. Then we get to polish it until it shines like starlight, and put it into our bag of fancy things that make us people. I like that. Good plan.
