I've written about Irish Halloween traditions many times before...since the days of Yahoo actually...so I'm not going to repeat myself this year you'll be happy to know.
But it's the Devil worshipping aspect I'm finding a tad difficult...several people...not here on ipernity...have somehow equated Halloween with the Devil and all his works when it has nothing to do with him at all...
If you put it very simply indeed it is the time when two worlds come together for a brief time...the world of the living and the world of the dead.
Most people are afraid of the dead, or of their spirits or ghosts...so how better to face those fears than by dressing up as ghosts and monsters from beyond the grave...it has nothing whatsoever to do with Devil worship or dancing naked in graveyards while your toes get frostbite.
Like most festivals dating back for thousands of years, Christianity claimed Halloween for its own...the Church had little hope of suppressing the fun and games on those couple of days so reluctantly changed the day to All Hallows and turned a blind eye to small children dressing up as witches and scary monsters...
Ireland is staunchly Roman Catholic...something like 98% of the population...but at heart, underneath the incense and the constant threats of Hell Fire and eternal Damnation...of hastily crossing yourself while passing a graveyard and attending Mass every day...underneath all that, the Irish are Pagan through and through.
We positively wallow in ancient rituals...bonfires on hill-tops and walking deosil round sacred Pagan places...we still believe people have the 'cure' and will visit them in the hope of being freed from headaches or asthma...no-one would ever dream of throwing the dirty water from washing the kitchen floor out of the back door into the yard even if it was raining heavily...we'll blame red water disease on having somehow displeased the Faerie and visit Holy Wells to turn the ancient rounded stones three times for the gods of the spring...Prayer stones they are called now, but we know better.
Thousands tramp to the summit of Crough Patrick every year...following in the footsteps of their heathen ancestors who regarded the mountain as a step nearer the old gods...those who do so believe more in the ancients than they do in an early Saint who was credited with throwing the Pagans out of Ireland...
Pagans don't worship the Devil. He is a Christian belief...not a Pagan belief. He has nothing whatsoever to do with Halloween...you won't catch sight of him prowling the old laneways tonight, though you might see a Will O Wisp or hear distant voices singing a sad old song which pulls at your heart strings and makes you hurry home the faster...
It isn't the Devil or your ancestors you ought to be afraid of tonight when the two worlds collide, but the Faerie who haunt the ancient by-ways and boreens, handsome they are in their cloaks trimmed with fur and the girls in scarlet petticoats and those great grey Wolf-Hounds...trotting behind with emerald eyes glowing in the dusk. It is they, not the Devil, you ought to be afraid of...they cast spells of enchantment and spells of longing for something more and will leave you bewitched...
So pay no heed to those who are convinced the Devil is abroad this night...