👻 The Inner Geomancer Day 17: The Ghost in the Attic

Some ghosts don’t live in haunted houses. 

They live in us. 

In the attic of memory. 

In the corners of thought. 

In the echo of someone else’s voice.

They follow us. 

From old homes. 

Old schools. 

Old relationships. 

They pack themselves quietly— 

And arrive before we do.

These ghosts don’t just haunt the night. 

They whisper during the day. 

“You’re too much.” 

“You’re not enough.” 

“You’ll never be ready.”

They sound like bullies. 

Critics. 

Parents. 

Partners. 

But mostly, they sound like fear.

I used to run. 

Avoid. 

Distract. 

Perform.

But now I turn toward them. 

Not with anger— But with clarity.

I ask: 

What are you here to teach me? 

What part of me still believes you? 

What would happen if I stopped being scared—and scared you instead?

🪞 What voices from the past still echo in your present? 

🧭 Where do you feel haunted—and what truth have you avoided facing? 

🌿 What would it feel like to meet your ghost with fearless presence today?

You are the geomancer of your own memory. 

You don’t have to be haunted. 

You don’t have to run. 

You get to face. 

You get to name. 

You get to clear the attic—and reclaim the light.