Wow.

What a fantastic celebration this year. In addition to our personal altar, we participated in our neighborhood festivities.

We had a few friends over for dinner, joined in the processional (next year, better costumes! Large paper maiche skulls, please!), admired the community altars and lit some candles to add to them, ran into friends, viewed the altars and art exhibits at the Mission Cultural center, and then repaired to 16 Hill to relight our candles and share some hot chocolate.

Things i really liked:
The personal-percussion. The laughter. The families. The children painted with skull face-paint. The community. My neighborhood. The gorgeous altars. Remembering my dead, with joy. Looking at death, and letting go of the fear. Hot chocolate and good food and conversations with friends. Walking in the streets; watching dancers in the 24th & Mission intersection. The joy, full of knowledge.