Bring up the topic of ghosts at any gathering and most of the guests will be able to contribute an anecdote of a sighting or a haunting usually set in an old building. I don’t know about most people but I’ve never been haunted by other people’s ghosts as much as I have been haunted by my own.
What haunts us most is what lies beneath the psychic surface of our own lives. The things stuffed away in the back of a closet, and the things that fall or go bump in the night which are buried in an attic or the basement all of it crying out to be buried, once and for all. They eventually become ghostly receptacles for all our thoughts, feelings, experiences and reflections.
Did you ever turn the key of a memory and have the hairs on the back of your neck stand up when you go through certain rooms or different houses in your life? What is it that makes your breathing shallow? What memory triggers a panic attack? What closet won’t you open? What piece of furniture do you walk by and sigh? Do you suppose it’s because we have a hard time letting go of physical possessions and mental images that we adore ghost stories?
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Oh How very right you are!!!
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