Yesterday was my first Halloween that included visits from spirits!
I was begging to have ghostie shit happen last year. In my personal experience, when you’re reaching for it, it just doesn’t come to fruition. Set the intention that you’re up for a visit, but then relax and put it out of your mind.
In the wee early morning of Halloween, I was awoken by the scent of canned peaches. Not fresh peaches, but super sugary, swimming-in-syrup sliced peaches. In my bedroom, in the middle of the night, in a home that does not believe in canned peaches.
Here’s why that made me super happy.
Last week, I saw a post on Facebook asking what food you ate too much of as a child and can’t stomach as an adult. Instantly, I commented canned peaches. My grandma gave us so many as kids! And I get that — if there’s something my kids like and are willing to eat that’s not total junk, I’ll give it to them as much as they want. I just overdid it and now can’t go near them.
When I awoke to the familiar aroma, I knew it was my grandma. I also saw some sort of wavy, misty white thing across the room. I figured that had something to do with the peach smell, smiled, and went back to sleep. As one does when they’re a sleep-deprived mother of three.
So, I was pretty jazzed about that in the morning. I’d read about the veil between the living and spirit world thinning at Halloween, and I finally got to experience it! Shortly after, my children were running around the kitchen. I was in the other room and heard a man’s voice ask, “What are you doing?” I saw Penny, 5, look up. I thought my husband had come home, even though it wasn’t his voice, but he didn’t.
After thinking about how to thoughtfully present a question in a non-leading way, I asked Penny, “Have you seen anything funny today?” She looked above/behind me and said, “Something … funny?” And walked away. OK, got it, there’s some dude behind me. Cool. Happy Halloween, kids!
The day continued as normal, with costumes, trick-or-treating, and a healthy dose of Halloween 5: The Revenge of Michael Myers to round out the evening. My holiday just wouldn’t have been complete without having the daylights scared out of me, but other mediums feel differently — you can get my sister’s take on Halloween as a medium here.