A Gentle Haunting.Psychotherapy May 2, 2015 - 6:59 am No Comment
I’ve been plagued by ghosts recently. A haunting of sorts.
Not hole in the sheet ghosts, but ghosts made of memory.
As I lie in bed, in the wee hours, they travel through my mind, dragging nets filled with disembodied faces after them.
I’m curious as to why they have decided to force a ‘re-membering’ at this time.
Why would an unconscious, biorhythmic timekeeper conspire to flood my thought stream with thick glistening chunks of butchered memory?
They lie around in a seemingly, chaotic, unrelated piles, begging to be deciphered like the dusty bones thrown from an ancient sangoma’s hand.
Im being invited to open to them during this time of gentle retreat in the Karoo. As I stare at the dancing flames, feelings beckon me towards them, no longer afraid, I turn and follow them into the night.