All Saints Day/Dias de las Muertes
While we in the United States tend to celebrate death with the macabre festivities of Hallowe’en, I kind of like the old Catholic and Latin traditions of November 1st being a day of celebrating and honoring our own dead family members. Here’s my cheat-sheet on what the deal is… Don’t quote me or anything- this is from my feeble and toddler-addled memory!
Like most holidays we currently celebrate, the roots of these days are lost in the haze of history, and as is so often the case, they are actually thought to be Christian efforts to co-opt more pagan and/or Roman festivals. The roots for Halloween lie in the pagan Celtic festival of Samhain- a day when it was thought the veil between the worlds of the living and the dead was the thinnest.
In an effort to arrest some of the bacchanalian excesses of the Samhain celebrations, the Christian church adopted the following day as All Hallows Day, to encourage the peasants to remember and celebrate the departed dead in Christendom. When this happened, Samhain became All Hallow’s Eve- and you can clearly see the etymology for Hallow’een.
In Spain and Latin America, traditionally October 31- November 2 were the days of the dead. Rather than warding off spirits like the pagans in northern Europe, they celebrated their dead family members with food and visits to cemeteries to clean and decorate graves.
Really, when it gets down to it, all of these festivals and celebrations are to acknowledge the dying of the year, the waning of light in the world (if your seasons are based on the northern hemisphere model), the harvesting of crops and an awareness of ancestry and of death.
In my book, that’s just plain cool.








That is just plain cool. Thanks for sharing.
When I was on my mission in Spain, all the missionaries got together and set up a little booth near one of the cemetaries on Dia de los muertos. We offered information to people about life after death and the resurrection. Last night in the class I teach we watched a little video about Mexico and Dia de los muertos and discussed it. People think it’s kind of like Halloween, but it’s more like Memorial Day. Everyone gets together with their family to remember and honor those who have passed on. I think it’s nice, because we have a tendency to somewhat fear death and not talk about it (well, Mormons probably are more Ok with it than most Americans).
We are celebrating Dias de las Muertes today and tomorrow too (in another one of my efforts to connect with my Mexican Heritage. I talked to my dad this morning and he remembers as a child in Mexico, traveling to the cemetary where members of his family were buried and having a big picnic. He said it wasn’t sad at all, it was a festive day to remember their loved ones and also remember that death is not the end.
We are spending today and tomorrow doing some traditional calavares related crafts and reading some family histories and putting together little memorials for the great grandparents. I am also going to try my hand at making some traditional “bread of the dead”- complete with hidden skeleton.
Carrie, that’s awesome- you should share the bread recipe if it comes out. I love the idea of making “death” and “dead” not such a horrible thing. I think we do a better job, as LDS, that a lot of people, but I know growing up in N. California, no one even wants a funeral- just have a party, drink white wine and talk about something else. When I left CA at 30 years old, I had only been to ONE funeral in my whole life. Just strange to me, always has been.
I think it is so necessary and healthy to recognize our mortality by taking a day or days to celebrate the cycle of life, and remembering the lives of our ancestors. Dia de los Muertos, is very cool indeed.
Beautiful post, thanks for sharing!
Hello. Way better than Halloween. Way, way, better.
Yeah, I thought you might appreciate that. I thought of you this morning, when I turned the calender, Wiz. No more October! We’re as far from Halloween as it gets right now!
Yes, and I love my elementary school. We received a reminder about Halloween: NO COSTUMES PLEASE. I almost danced a jig right there.
I think in my lifetime I have probably been to about twenty or more funerals in California. Always felt really good about them. Then again, being Catholic, the funeral is usually the last event in about a week of mourning. My favorite part of the process is the Memorial in which people freely stand and talk very loving stories of the deceased and then say the rosary for them and their entrance to Heaven. Death has always been taught to me by the Church to be very loving and beautiful. A true beginning to the life ever after. I think it is people more without any faith at all or a serious questioning of such that have a hard time accepting death, not just one particular religious group.
2X- you’re absolutely right- it’s not about any one religeous group, and I didn’t mean to imply such. Lack of faith would certainly make losing a loved one all that much harder.