I can be a Halloween Scrooge.
While I totally get the fun of having all sorts of candy handed out for free, the thought of my kids consuming all of that sugar- and how it’s going to impact their immune system- makes me a little crazy.
But, I happen to live in a culture that has turned a very sacred day into the absolute “best day EVER” (according to my kids) .
Oh, I resist and make my shrine for the ones that have passed, and light my candles and encourage my children to reflect on those that are no longer physically present with us. They listen patiently while I remind them of the true origins of All Hallow’s Eve, but the candy calls.
If I forbid them access to this gorge-fest, I become the enemy. When my older kids were young, I fretted and fretted and eventually bribed their candy away from them. I told them the Candy Gnome wanted it and if they put it under their bed, he would trade it for a great gift.
Well, my kids ended up being really pissed at that damn Gnome...and eventually that anger shifted to the real culprit: Me.
I had to take a good look at my candy/Halloween issues, and I realized all that resistance wasn’t serving me or my kids. So, I let it all go (in other words, I gave up!) One year I threw up my hands and told them all to have at it! Go ahead and eat till you’re sick, kids! 😃 .
And you know what happened? They self-regulated. They ate a whole bunch of candy the first night, then less the next day, then a little less, and soon they forgot about it entirely. I was shocked! .
But every year, I still feel the anxiety creeping in as the day approaches and I dread it a bit. Then I catch myself, take a deep breath. and remind myself to let it go.
I make a big pot of nourishing bonebroth, pump them full of doterra eomegas and PB Assist probiotics, roll On Guard Protective blend all over the bottoms of their feet (and I take a bath in Balance, the grounding blend) and we head out! .
As they knock on doors, I look to the Heavens and call to my ghosts. 🙏🏻 😇