When we lived in Central Asia, it occurred to me that Halloween doesn't exist everywhere. Then I started to think, "what is Halloween?" My mind started roaming and combing through what is and what is not... When I look at Halloween, I see a bunch of people re-identifying themselves for a night. They select a costume whether they think it's "cool" or because it's some small piece of them that they desire to live out and on Halloween you can just "pretend" for a night and don't necessarily have to hold the stigma for the rest of your life (unless you do something stupid on that night, then your doomed).
This week, I've asked a multitude of kids what they are going to be for Halloween. A close friend's daughter has been something different every day this week whether it was "Pirate Kitty" or a princess with a sword (I like that!). Another little girl I asked at a tutoring night and she said "Tinker bell", I asked, "do you have wings?" and she said, "o yes." Wings make all the difference, who wouldn't want to fly. Other kids want to be super heroes or robots, or athletes.
On campus there has been a kid running around all week dressed as the grim reaper. Others on Halloween night will dress like witches, goblins, devils, and dark creatures. It's interesting on Halloween that you can usually find some sort of reflection of the heart represented in the costume selection. Whether it's dark, cute, beautiful, comical or anonymous... we never really know until the heart reaches the light to see what's really there.
If finances and shopping selections were of no consequence... what would you be on Halloween?
I want to be a "Ghostbuster!"
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