Ancient thought in Mexico is that the veil between the worlds of the living and the dead grows thin this time of year. They still celebrate the Day of the Dead, which is actually a period of days. The Catholic Church traditionally remembers all deceased on November 2, All Souls Day.
At the U.S. Mexico Border, the Church celebrates this day with a bi-national Eucharist--the faithful and the presiders gather on both sides of the border wall to jointly pray--particularly for those who have died attempting to cross the border.
I've never attended it, so I don't have any photos to share, but people often speak of it as a particularly moving and special religious service. I'm sorry to miss it.
I've noticed this year a number of people in my life who have keenly felt the absence of a loved one who has died. Do you think it's possible that the veil between worlds is thinner this time of year? While I question whether there is life after death, at this time of year I prefer to put that doubt aside because it feels like there is something special happening. Have you felt anything different around the Day of the Dead?