Post by Graveyardbride on Apr 30, 2017 12:12:56 GMT -5
In the mists of our pagan past when the lives of mankind were in sync with the seasons and survival dependent on nature and the whims of volatile deities, there were certain days and nights wherein the normal restraints of society were relaxed and folks celebrated with wild abandon. During such events, for a short time, people were able to forget their precarious existence and party like there was no tomorrow. The night before Beltane – which marked the beginning of summer in the Celtic calender – was one of those times. On this night in Germanic villages, men, women and children donned grotesque masks, feasted and danced, all the while convinced that overhead, witches were flying through the air to the Brocken, where they tripped the light fantastic with the devil himself. Now known as Walpurgisnacht, April 30 is still celebrated and modern-day witches, neopagans and Satanists consider it one of the most magical nights of the year.