14 Nov Day of the Dead and its meaning to me
Life for most human beings is very similar; We are born, we live , we laugh, we cry , we dance, we hurt , we work, we leisure , we try to define our place on this earth and at the end of it all we die.
This cycle has been repeated for centuries and centuries, no matter which religion or belief we have in life.
But one thing that Mexicans understand about this cycle, is that it doesn’t have to be a sad thing when you fullfil the last part of that cycle, reason enough to say that , that we have a day to celebrate ( Not Mourn ), the people who are now in another place ( call it heaven, after life or whatever your religion leads you to believe) , this day is called “Dia de los Muertos” or “Day of the Dead” .
It’s believed that his celebration has been present in Mexico for about as long as 2,500–3,000 years, and as everything that has been around for so long, it has mutated into what we currently enjoy now.
But one thing that I believe hasn’t been lost, is our ability to laugh and dance at “La Catrina”, and for those of you who don’t know who she is, it’s the equivalent of the “Grim Reaper”, but the great difference is that for us is not “Grim” it’s a part of life , and like everything in life, we dance, we get together to remember and celebrate those who have left before us. It is a time not to be sad, but to enjoy and hold dear to us the things (physical and non physical) that our departed loved in this terrestrial life so that we can both laugh and dance at the same time.
So one thing to always remember, is to love, dance, eat and live life to the fullest, but as you do with the ones you have next to you, do the same with the ones who are waiting for you.
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