Grounding the ghosts back to their land

Becoming free of our ancestors

vol. 6 issue 17

Photo: Appalachian sunrise in autumn over the pasture in my “backyard”. (I did not use a filter; the sunlight looks lavender in the mornings lately.) Credit: Author.

Hello.

I am haunted by my dead.

As it is, I am on the other side now of the two years of hellish recovery from the five-year long fever dream that was officially known as a “marriage”. But these past two years have also seen me become aware of how for nearly 60 years I’ve been sandbagged by ancestral hauntings.