“I don’t know about you, but…” Well of course I don’t know about you, but as for me, I could easily trade Halloween in for another celebration, call it, “Mystery Day.”
I like a fun day, as much as you perhaps, but as for me, Halloween has outlived its usefulness, contributing at least as much to diabetes, fear of poisoned apples, and freak shows (not the NYC Halloween parade, that’s cool), as it does to fun, and…mystery.
What mystery is there to celebrate? Not the mystery of commercialism, no mystery there. But, for starters, and not unlike Halloween, the mystery of death. The mysteries of all living things, of beauty, kindness, love, community, friends, significant other relationships (think of the costumes!).
Here we have my sister and brother-in-law, heading out to a 2010 Halloween band concert where he will perform.
Mystery Day. It doesn’t have any history behind it, nor commercial backing. It’s also very broad as a romantic notion. But as for me, I’ll take a good mystery over candy any day.