In the Hallows of the Ween

One need not be a chamber to be haunted;
One need not be a house;
The brain has corridors surpassing
Material place.
- - - Emily Dickinson

If a man harbors any sort of fear, it makes him landlord to a ghost.
- - - Lloyd Douglas

I adore this holiday, always have.

Last year I found some of my traditions and am keeping them this year.

"Reefer Madness: the Movie Musical" - CHECK.
"Rocky Horror Picture Show" - TONIGHT.
"Garfield Halloween Special" - CHECK and again TONIGHT.

Last night Megan, Duvall, and I used a homemade Ouija board and it "talked" to us, really Megan and myself. We were conduits. Ha. It creeped us out and we destroyed the board we made. But, it was something both Megan and I wanted to try.

I do believe there are all sorts of forces out there and that one can communicate with them if one believes strongly enough.

So, here's to traditions,
trying new things,
pumpkins, falling leaves, costumes, drinks, haunted houses, creepy sounds, scary stories, and all the like.

Happy, happy Halloween to you.
May you dance the ghoulish dance in the Hallows of the Ween,
Dustin

Comments

The Unbroken Thread

Happy Christmas. It is upon us in this hour, this time, this day... after all the fuss, the frenetic pace, it smiles as it does each year finding us in some of the same places and in some different phases. I always flip through the rolodex of my life on this day, remembering the last 30 Christmases (well I guess I don't remember the first few that well) like they are all connected in one amazing thread charting my successes, my growth, my defeats, my darkness, and my light. Technically Christmas has not really begun. I have not done the ritual of heading to my Mom's and opening gifts and waltzing to see our Christmas film, but I have already been touched by Christmas. I write a lot, in this land of musings I have shared 257 writings with you, my friend, my reader spirits. Much has happened in these past two years, but let me simply write that I was not sure that I would ever enjoy Christmas again, ever really feel connected to it, no matter what I tried to do, I felt adrift ...

Loving the Squiggly

I was typing the other day and instead of hitting the ! key I hit the ~ key. Two odd altercations happened between two friends and me via facebook so I have deactivated my account for a bit. It was hurtful and unexpected. So when I hit the ~ key it made me smile and forget all that nonsense. ~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dustin

And With This, Farewell

This blog has been a dear friend to me. I am not good at farewells, but truly this is anything but. I look at it like this - I love the phoenix, the symbolism of it all, the power of rebirth. Hence why I named my blog/musing screen after one. :-) So, I am leaving this particular blog to start another one, one that fits me NOW, the one that I can share in a new way. So this feels right. Thanks to those who have read my musings throughout the years. I hope you follow me to my new musing home entitled THE TWELVE THAT IS DUSTIN BAYLAN. Yes, I am changing the name, the story of that is on the new blog for you to read. Here is the link: http://dustinbaylan.wordpress.com/ Much love, much hope and joy again, much potential... Winks and smiles of the Cat that is Cheshire, Dustin Baylan

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