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Samhain Celebration
October 31 @ 12:00 pm - 3:00 pm
Free
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đđ„ SAMHAIN CELEBRATION AT VUDU SPICE đ„đ
The veil grows thin, and the spirits stir⊠Join us for a sacred Samhain Celebration outside Vudu Spice in the heart of Hathian, Louisiana, as we honor the turning of the wheel and welcome the darker half of the year.
đŻïž Candle Lighting â Honor ancestors and loved ones who came before us
đź Community Ritual â Release the old and welcome new beginnings
đ Seasonal Treats â Warm drinks, offerings, and good company
đ„ Drumming & Music â Raise energy beneath the autumn sky
đ Attire: Halloween Costumes Encouraged! Come dressed in your Halloween best and celebrate the magic of the season.
Come gather in community as we reflect, remember, and celebrate the season of transformation.
đ Outside Vudu Spice â Battle Street, Hathian, Louisiana
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Saturday, October 31
â° 12:00 PM â 3:00 PM
All are welcome.
All are seen.
All are sacred.
The veil is thin. We gather. We honor. We become.
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