[This is guest post from Andrea English from Nice Atheist Girl. Actually, it is a cross post: Day of the Dead. She's started working that site again, so you might want to check it out. Also, she has a new version of her site Neeclecrafter.com. -FM]
In the United States, Halloween is the favorite holiday of many — adults and children alike. Celebrated on October 31. All Hallows' Eve originated from the ancient Celtic festival Samhain (for some reason pronounced "say-win") which celebrated the end of the Gaelic harvest season. The Gaels believed that on that day the boundaries between the worlds of the living and the dead became fluid, allowing the dead to come back to life, bringing illness and other evils. Masks and costumes were worn to appease the dead. Of course, the living were also capable of wreaking havoc. Trick-or-treating, for example, began as a fun bit of extortion: give us a treat or else.
Scottish immigrants brought their versions of Halloween when they came to North America in the 19th century. Other western countries didn't embrace the spooky fun until the late 20th century, developing all the imagery of witches and ghosts, bats and ghouls that delight and terrify.
A similar holiday, celebrated November 1 and 2, comes from southern and central Mexico: Day of the Dead (Día de los Muertos). The indigenous peoples also believed that, at midnight on October 13, the boundaries between the living and the dead opened, not to let evil into the world, but to allow the spirits of angelitos (deceased children) to reunited with their families for 24 hours. On November 2, the spirits of the adults come to enjoy the festivities prepared for them. That afternoon families go to the cemeteries to clean tombs, listen to music and reminisce about the loved ones no longer with them.
The holiday also corresponds with the annual migration of monarch butterflies, which, according to traditional belief, are the souls of ancestors returning to earth for their annual visit. Such a beautiful thought.
It's a charming variation of Halloween, based on close family ties and community. It's filled with sugar skulls (calaveritas de azúcar), ornate costumes, flowers and food. If you've never seen an ornately painted sugar skull, you've missed out. My paternal grandmother was born in Chihuahua, Mexico. I don't know if she ever celebrated this holiday as a child since her father was German, but I'm sure she must have experienced some of the treats.
I found an image at ColoringShapes.com that I modified to possibly embroider.