“It is believed our ancestors began their year at this ending, turning inwards to the dark months of hidden gestation, as a babe does in its mother’s belly.” Beautiful, beautiful reminder of the fertile darkness. Thank you 🤍
Ah Jen, thank you so much for sharing this, it was an absolute joy to speak with you. You are exploring themes, myths, stories, and ways of being, that are not only very needed but also in a very genuine way which I find refreshing.
Wow! This was a rich reflection. The first costume that I can remember choosing was a bride. I think it’s super messed up now 😂 and not a reflection of my soul but rather being raised in a very gendered military family on the US and all the adult women I knew were stay at home moms. Being a bride was hailed the peak of beauty and self expression—glad I got that out of my system early… But! The first costume I ever put my own effort into creating was Night. 🌒 🌟 it blew me away to remember this because I’ve never put much effort into a costumes except that one… having realized in recent years how much I’m a goddess of the hearth/night/dark half/new moon, reflecting on this is really soul stirring. Thanks Jen!! This is my time 🙌🏻
I also want to share that officiated a really beautiful queer Halloween wedding in Boston this month. In telling the couple’s story, I reflected with the grooms about the significance of Halloween in the queer community—a safe moment to publicly experiment with identity expression. It was really rich and we used it as an invitation for them and their community to experience the ceremony and day as a moment of true freedom and self expression.
It was all the more potent because the wedding was at the Harvard Club of Boston—the peak of intellectual, socialite spaces in this over-educated city. They transformed that place but it also felt strangely fitting. Like a classic haunted mansion story setting.
They also had 3 different outfits for different moments of the day. Not unheard of for a wedding, but it had different meaning for them. ❤️ Samhain opens and inspires so many possibilities…
Oh Maureen what glorious responses my heart is shining now on Oíche Shamhna reading about you as Night (that is all things magnificent! ✨) & about the gorgeous queer Halloween wedding you officiated and how the ceremony embodied the beauty of true freedom and self-expression - Samhain feels like an even greater gift reading your words, as you say it opens and inspires so many possibilities! Beannachtaí na Samhna ort! 🤍
“It is believed our ancestors began their year at this ending, turning inwards to the dark months of hidden gestation, as a babe does in its mother’s belly.” Beautiful, beautiful reminder of the fertile darkness. Thank you 🤍
Thank you Whitney! I'm so moved it resonates 💚
Ah Jen, thank you so much for sharing this, it was an absolute joy to speak with you. You are exploring themes, myths, stories, and ways of being, that are not only very needed but also in a very genuine way which I find refreshing.
Ah go raibh míle maith agat a Chara agus tú féin tá d'obair an tabhachtach ar fad! ✨️
Wow! This was a rich reflection. The first costume that I can remember choosing was a bride. I think it’s super messed up now 😂 and not a reflection of my soul but rather being raised in a very gendered military family on the US and all the adult women I knew were stay at home moms. Being a bride was hailed the peak of beauty and self expression—glad I got that out of my system early… But! The first costume I ever put my own effort into creating was Night. 🌒 🌟 it blew me away to remember this because I’ve never put much effort into a costumes except that one… having realized in recent years how much I’m a goddess of the hearth/night/dark half/new moon, reflecting on this is really soul stirring. Thanks Jen!! This is my time 🙌🏻
I also want to share that officiated a really beautiful queer Halloween wedding in Boston this month. In telling the couple’s story, I reflected with the grooms about the significance of Halloween in the queer community—a safe moment to publicly experiment with identity expression. It was really rich and we used it as an invitation for them and their community to experience the ceremony and day as a moment of true freedom and self expression.
It was all the more potent because the wedding was at the Harvard Club of Boston—the peak of intellectual, socialite spaces in this over-educated city. They transformed that place but it also felt strangely fitting. Like a classic haunted mansion story setting.
They also had 3 different outfits for different moments of the day. Not unheard of for a wedding, but it had different meaning for them. ❤️ Samhain opens and inspires so many possibilities…
Oh Maureen what glorious responses my heart is shining now on Oíche Shamhna reading about you as Night (that is all things magnificent! ✨) & about the gorgeous queer Halloween wedding you officiated and how the ceremony embodied the beauty of true freedom and self-expression - Samhain feels like an even greater gift reading your words, as you say it opens and inspires so many possibilities! Beannachtaí na Samhna ort! 🤍