61 Samhain: The Ancestors’ Table and the Turning of the Celtic Year

We’ve been thinking all week about why this season matters so much, especially for those of us who’ve lived long enough to have a long table of the dead. When we’re young, Samhain is spooky. It’s about ghosts and masks and being a little bit afraid of the dark. But somewhere in midlife, it changes. The dark isn’t strange anymore. It’s full of people we love.

And there’s another turning that comes with it, if we let it. At some point, we realize that we are going to be somebody’s ancestor. The recipes we make, the way we tend a garden, the herbs we teach our granddaughters to recognize along the roadside, the way we speak to people in the checkout line. Someday someone will set a plate for us. Someday someone will make our soul cakes, or our version of them, and won’t quite get them right, and will laugh about it, and say our name.

That doesn’t feel morbid to me. It feels like the most ordinary kind of hope. It means the table goes on.

59 Rowan and Red Thread: The Celtic Tree of Protection at Samhain

One week before Samhain, Brenda sits with the rowan, the Celtic tree of protection, and its folklore, names, and Highland rowan jelly. Then she shows you how to wind a rowan and red thread charm for your door, even without a rowan tree, using the guardian trees beside your own home.

58 Putting the Garden to Bed: Fall Cleanup the Herbalist’s Way

As the first frosts arrive, Brenda shares the old way of putting the garden to bed: tucking it in rather than stripping it bare. Learn what to cut back, what to leave standing for birds and native bees, how to plant garlic at the New Moon, and the folklore of witch hazel, New England’s native autumn bloomer.

55 The Sturgeon Moon and the Second Eclipse: Light at the Full

The Sturgeon Moon rises full this week under the shadow of a partial lunar eclipse in Virgo, the second doorway of this eclipse season. Join this week’s ritual of charging dried herbs beneath the moon, and trace the old grain-harvest folklore that still echoes through it.