Halloween or The Mask of the Self

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the mask of the true self A moon shadowed by clouds

I have a confession to make: I don’t really care for Halloween. I don’t dress up for the occasion if I can avoid doing so, even though I admire and appreciate a well-crafted ruse. I avoid Halloween gatherings like the plague unless they are Samhain in nature. This morning I got to thinking about why. Where the more modern-day celebration feels false and empty to me, the more ancient ceremonies and rituals from which it sprung, strip away the pretense in honor of the soul. Their substance feels like truth.

This morning, after waking from a dream in which I was debating whether to buy a sweater that looked like one I already had, I was reminded of the garments we choose to cover ourselves with. I thought of the modern-day tendency to amass large quantities of clothing and shoes in an effort to make…

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13 thoughts on “Halloween or The Mask of the Self

            1. I don’t have a problem with the idea of ‘masks’ per se. Part of my spiritual education was via Joseph Campbell’s ‘The Masks of God’ series of books. A mask can hide but also liberate, most people these days, unfortunately, are hiding from themselves…

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