Halloween Then and Now

Hi folks.

I love Autumn! I love the colors and the sleepy feeling…the slowing down of my pulse…You say slowing down…I guess I am still talking like an  US Easterner. Cause that’s what happens when you live back East as opposed to living in LA.

When we came to Cali…in 1949…it was already busy on La Brea Avenue in Los Angeles. We lived on a busy corner of La Brea , a famous street that led to Rodeo Road in one direction and to the industrial section the other direction…There was Beverly Hills, which my sister used to take buses to to get autographs from such famous persons as Jeff Chandler and Mario Lanza back then. Then there was her Catholic School  Bishop Conaty girls High(which now is Lady of Loretto High School. We didn’t have money to send me and my older brother there. So we went to a public school 5 blocks away which I walked at 5 years of age. Wow. That won’t happen today- right?

Things were pretty plain and simple back then. I would do my chores and then watch TV till mom came home. One event proved very serious. There was two things..the earthquake of 51 , I believe, it did some damage to our sidewalk mainly. And that fateful day a garbage truck man fell asleep at the wheel and careened into our bedroom of our house. It so happened that I always played there in that very corner…underneath my Nonna’s old fashioned pedal-push sewing machine. I guess I felt her presence there. I would sit for hours playing with my dolls. One afternoon around lunchtime…mom interrupted my play with: “Lauren come and wash your hands and have some lunch…” I, for some silly reason hesitated…like children do in order to exercise their power. When I didn’t come right away…she called out again…the same thing, but louder and more firmly.  I smiled and hesitated…feeling very obstinate…I was so comfortable with my dollies and I. Then it happened. I literally heard a voice saying something like: “Get up now and wash your hands!” The voice was very firm and scary to me…I think I had never heard that sound before. I was only around four and a half or five years of age.

I quickly responded …out of sheer fear…and ran to the bathroom. No sooner had I wet my hands with soap did I hear a thundering crashing sound and all the white powder from the collaspsing walls filled the hallway bathroom and living room. I stood in shock for the longest time…it seemed. It was very surreal …for I barely heard my mom through the rubble screaming my name…”Lauren Lauren…where are you…are you alright?” I crawled over the mess to my mothers arms. She enfolded me into her arms where I felt such overwhelming love. My poor mom…she went through so much with me…having to go to work while I was so young…going through my several pneumonia and whooping cough bouts that almost took my life several times. Now this shocker!

Now looking back, I feel that something was always chasing me in my life to stop me from just being me. I don’t do anything special like everyone else…I just believe in love. I try to sing about it…and love my family and have a few friends. Just a few. I can’t understand how people have to have so many friends…I get exhausted just taking care of my family! LOL

Now I come  to Halloween. Back then , when I first started doing Halloween…my sister said in the Catholic schools they would stress two feast days in the church around Halloween time. All Hallows Eve(which is the night of Halloween) which is the feast of All Saints. Hense that is where the name originally came from. And the very next day…feast of All Souls where Catholics pray for the Souls of the dearly departed. That is the customary tradition of praying for the dead in purgatory. They didn’t know where their parents or grandparents went so just in case the church prays for family members with masses and other devotionals.

Purgatory is a place of cleansing…a place where the person is good…but doesn’t really have a relationship with their God and a relationship with the body of Christ.

Purgatory was instituted because of signs wonders and prophetic visions from the saints…mainly the visitations on earth from the Virgin Mary , the mother of Christ.

There is an inference of this place in the bible. It is the verse where Jesus after he died visited “the imprisoned spirits.” He, no doubt, spoke to them about salvation. These imprisoned spirits are explained to us by modern Biblical scholars that these spirits were those that were patiently and faithfully waiting and believing for the Messiah. God love and faithfulness in turn is magnified and glorified by the fact that He, The Christ, the Messiah kept his Word and did visit them and deliver them from their affliction. Second chapter of this rare story in the bible can only be seen through the eyes of faith. I would presume then, once hearing the gospel in person from “the Christ” himself then they the imprisoned spirits would accept Him as their  Jeshua Mashiach  and be saved. But, that part is left for your spiritual upbringing, knowledge of scripture and  imagination.

I digress. Now the Halloween back then in the fifties and hundreds of years before in the church never celebrated death, gore and mutilation. Today it is being done.Back then the church had the kids dress up in their heroes of faith- The Saints. That culture was more innocent. But how did we go from the positive images to the negative? Hollywood for one started seeing that there was money in Horrifying people. Christ came to bring positive images of peace and love and faith. The horror movies brought on fear, bad dreams and over-cautiousness of people around us. They feed the souls of the sick, mentally ill and criminal minds. Life imitated film. But that’s not all that is to blame…we must realize that are hearts by nature are not good-“Our hearts are deceitfully wicked…” the bible says. Without good guidance we go astray quickly.

Why else did we go from something sweet to something evil? Please ask yourself that.  Please ask why witchcraft and Satanism is rising. Start doing your research. I know a lot of you are trying to ignore this fact and just send your kiddies to parks , churches and family celebrations at Halloween and that’s good for the kids…but we mustn’t just hide from this evil…

Remember the old adage…from Edmund Burke “All the is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.”

Beloveds…what can we do to make a positive change during the month of October? I have one suggestion for starters. Pray more during this month…and all month. Pray and fast one meal a day, or if you can’t do that. Fast from anger on the freeways, fast from cussing, fast from being impatient, clean more as a fast, fast by giving to others, tv or sweets on several days a week…or fast one day a week…just water with prayer of course…for a more Godly, less horrifying time of the year…and for heaven’s sake…please speak up and not in a judgmental way…for the little ones who come to your door for candy have no idea what is happening…just be kind to them if you do open the door to them…and bless them.

Personally your witness at Halloween is the most powerful time of year to do so…be out there as a light…dress up as an angel..when they come…dress up like a saint and talk about them at the door explaining about the real Halloween…the real reason for the season, but without insulting or pointing fingers. Be a light for Christ.

Happy All Hallows Eve to you all.

Happy All Saints eve to you for you are Saints on the Way to God!





Greetings …Fall is here…and i love it. Its my favorite time of year.

Yes i love love mother nature going into sleep mode. I can’t seem to get enough of it. This world is going so fast lately. Is it me or do you feel it too? A swirling speed of things presenting themselves to us saying: “Fix this now Or visit this person they need help…or take care of this bill…or car trouble or yada yada..” Stop the world i want to get off…i think i should go into hibernation mode too…b I am just doing too much and am starting to get overwhelmed…but in if one lives in California..which i do. one feels like they are indefatigueable….cause the weather makes it possible for you to overdo and overbook and soon you think you are a superperson and you can keep up with the chaos…trouble is …dear ones…you can’t …Its time to slow down. Right? Do you feel your body setting boundaries…listen to it…be sensible…be like the autumn leaves and gently let go of all those things that you think needs to get down…shorten your “short” list…only do what is vitally necessary now…and take one day at a time…one project at a time. And remember…Love is what is most important…do all things in love and for love’s purposes cause love is the answer! Till next time, Love, MamaMia

What is true Beauty by MamaMiaLove

Dear Ones,

How is your beauty quotient? I mean what do you base beauty on…inner or outer visuals and thoughts? Do you contemplate beauty? Do you seek after it? In what form? Forms?

I went to a Andrea Bocelli concert recently…it was titled Passione! Passion for what I first asked myself. I am done with passion for one person or even my children…I seem to get myself into trouble worrying, praying and thinking about them all the time. I thought….I want passion in general. I want to be passionate for life! Loving everyone not just my kids. I have room in my heart for the love of many children and and adults too.j

We all need love and are so stingy with it at times.

When I felt the music going into my soul and mind…it released childhood memories…of dancing to Nutcracker Suite by Tchiakowski waltz of the flowers precisely…how I used to dance to the music with wild abandon, when I was alone in a room. The music was so stunning…so poignant to where my life is right now…a yearning to travel…to get in touch with my roots…to sing to dance…but I thought how can I capture beauty doing something that I have no money , time or energy to obtain…but no…it went into my soul like osmosis….I trembled with delight…looking at various times at my grandson of 15 whom I enjoy being with…I noticed that he a mere youth, loved these classical opera arias even more than the pop singers that sang with Bocelli…we both were blown away.

I walked away with memories rushing into my mind as a child getting up early in the morning and hearing my Italian American dad play Verdi and Puccini on the turntable. Hours before I left to school.

He seemed to need it to carry on with the demands of the day as a painting contractor…sometimes driving 50 minutes to do what he had to.

Beauty…started to take root…I actually looked into the mirror when I got home…it was as if I was healed of something dark that robbed me of remembering beauty from my childhood..and a lot of the beauty of my adulthood too.

The day after the concert…I continued to see beauty through listeing to the Italian classic operas…cause that’s what I was familiar with.

as I did…I wept even more…forgave my Dad..cause I finally understood him even more…He wanted to live back east by his mom and dad who came from Italy. He wanted me to learn this music…and fuse it into my soul by playing them over and over…

I was touched forever . I took dancing…art  when I was 18-22. Later in life I went back to sing at the college.

it always was healing and restorative for me…so beautiful.

Oh let beauty be your aim today. It will lift you from your doldrums…especially the classical..find favorites on the internet…and pla them when you are blue…and it will do the trick.


Beauty dear ones…not romance…specifically…but beauty…its different. Romance fits in there…at a point but not in beautys purest form.

I put a poem on the website of beauty too.

Go beauty catching dear ones…its like trying to catch a butterfly…you can’t keep it..just look at it long enough and it will change you.

Hear a bird singing long enough and you will want to sing too.

We have to be careful not to stay away from it too long otherwise we become empty. Its like that scripture in the bible…”without a vision the people perish” Without beauty we become darker, sadder and more hopeless. Surround yourself with beauty today…beautiful writing, song and gardens!

Be touched by music…or  a puppy, person or friend…its all beauty…have fun and drink of it often…to balance your fears, to balance your doubts and your weightiness of your own sins and the offenses of others…

Beauty brings peace and reconciliation …it brings hope and a lifting up of ones souls!





Mama in the park 2005

Mama in the park 2005

True beauty in the mind… beauty in the soul and beauty in the body
can only come from you God!
My soul leaps for joy, my heart is changed and my mind is raised to loftier thoughts when I am near beauty, hear beauty or see beauty. Because of it, I become a better person!
Grant me the grace of magnifying your beauty on this earth through my thoughts, words and actions, Amen