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I was a real Witch yesterday…and…not just because I was dressed up for Halloween…it was just the mood I was in…and…still find myself in this morning…and…even without…Bertha’s…assistance…I know the cause…

Ghosts

No…my house isn’t haunted…and I haven’t been visiting the graveyard at midnight…but…there are certain times of the year…that ghosts of past events…sneak back into my experience…

And…just like real ghosts…I smile as I type that…they can walk through the strongest walls that I’ve built over the years…trying to keep them out…they float in and out…effortlessly…

The funny thing is…they are masters of disguises…and…until I actually brought them to my conscious awareness…I thought my foul mood was related to something else entirely…AKA…refinancing my mortgage…

But…Berthaokay…maybe I did need her help…showed me that…I wasn’t really upset about that…I asked to refinance it…I researched it…I knew it was the thing to do…I wasn’t being forced…but…that’s the way it felt…

I just had some old painful emotions…connected to Halloween…some frustrations and feeling out of control…that I need to release…

And…I know she’s right…it’s time…to exorcise those ghosts…with time in the contemplation chair…appreciating them for what they have brought into my life…peeling back one more layer of the artichoke…healing with the forgiveness prayer…

Perhaps then…we can all sing…Ding Dong the Witch is Dead

Jane