Samhain arrives when the Sun reaches 15° Scorpio—the depth of autumn's descent, when the veil between worlds grows thinnest. The final harvest is complete, the fields lie fallow, and attention turns from outer work to inner knowing. This is the Celtic new year, when endings become beginnings.

This cross-quarter day honors the dead—ancestors, past selves, roads not taken. What needs to be mourned? What needs to be released into the dark for transformation? Samhain doesn't sentimentalize death; it recognizes death as a doorway. The wisdom available now comes from beyond the visible world.