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Another Hallowe’en come and gone…

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I always feel a little pensive on November 1st. 

It means the year is almost over and any remaining projects on my To Do list for this year most likely won’t be done. 

It means I now really have to put away the cute shoes, drag out the boots and socks and stop dreaming about an extended indian summer.

It means instead of kicking my way through huge piles of crisp, brightly coloured leaves, i’ll soon feel the tight crunch of that first snowfall under my feet and see the clouds of my breath leading each step.

It means i have another birthday around the corner – who knows, maybe this year i’ll finally feel grown-up?

It means Christmas (my favourite holiday) is just a few weeks away and I can look forward to several days of aromatic cooking, raucous laughter, steamy windows and the warmth and company of good friends and family.

And it means i better remember to vacuum the filter this time before i turn on the furnace.

No mind, no mind….

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(usually pronounced more like “nuh mine, nuh mine” in the lilting patois of the Caribbean islands.)

I was at a book reading last night where the author (who has the most smoothly hypnotic voice i have ever heard) read a section from her new book about a time when she was deeply grieving. The women in her village surround her, place their hands on her and say gently “no mind, no mind”. 

I can’t even explain the feelings that went through me when she read this… there was this rush of heat and for just a moment i was taken back to my childhood and the warmth and good smells of my grandmother’s kitchen.  In that instant i had once again flung my arms around my mama, buried my face in her bosom, sobbing about whatever drama had upset me that day (or moment or second).  She would rest her hands on the back of my neck, stroke it gently for just a moment and tell me “nuh mine, nuh mine…” before getting me a treat and moving on to her household responsibilities. 

I can still remember how those two words and the simple touch of her hands would somehow, magically fix anything and everything that was ever wrong with me.