Goddess for a Night


Artemis – Goddess of the Hunt (2015)

My love for Halloween never went away. I was one of those kids who went trick-or-treating past the acceptable ages for doing such things. I wasn’t doing it out of greed though (well, maybe partially). I did it because I loved getting dressed up.I haven’t completely put my finger on why I like it so much. I’m sure it has something to do with being someone else for just a little while.

But yesterday afternoon, I was in a funk. I was feeling sad. I hadn’t picked a Halloween costume yet, and I didn’t know quite what to be. I was thinking about backing out of going to the Halloween party I was invited to. I was feeling guilty, because normally I do love Halloween. There have been years I’ve planned my costume weeks or even months in advance.

So why am I not feeling it this year?

I’m still not quite sure of any answer, but when I finally decided up on a costume I started getting more excited.

Artemis – Goddess of the Hunt!


Athena – Goddess of Wisdom and War (2014)

Between my Renaissance faire garb and some other odds and end (my bow and quiver, a green wrap skirt that I fashioned into a toga-ish top/skirt) I had my costume. I actually spent some time on my make-up too, and I think it turned out nicely.

Considering I threw it together in a few hours, I’m pretty impressed with how it turned out.

Greek mythology is such a great place to mine for Halloween costumes.

Last year I was Athena. I’ve also been Medusa.

Dressing up as a goddess is a good idea when you are in a slump. It is really hard to feel badly about yourself when you are representing a goddess. 

The saying goes, “Dress for the job you want.” There’s something to that, because as I began to don my costume I started feeling better. I started walking more upright. After all, goddesses don’t slump when they walk!

And when I arrived at the party, I felt even better. Marge Simpson welcomed me, along with a Bread Winner, a shark, cereal killer, and more…

A bunch of people who are willing to go out of their comfort zones and dress silly, scary, ironically, whatever!

I’m out of my funk again, which feels good. I still love Halloween. A night the focuses on not taking life too seriously has to be a good thing. And I get to be a true goddess for at least one night a year!

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