At some point last month I found myself on a walk with an old acquaintance who I hadn’t seen in awhile. In the interim since I’d seen him last, he and his family had moved to a historic house outside the city. The house, he explained, was great. It was also most certainly haunted. The resident ghost had matter of fact qualities: The ghost lived upstairs, it was an eleven year old child, it had been known in the past to hide things around the house and cause minor inconveniences. The ghost was also, for whatever reason, aligned to my friend’s team. It wasn’t causing them too much trouble; it was a low key spirit. As our walk ended, we both agreed it was probably the smartest idea to leave the rest up to mystery.
Consider surrendering to things that aren’t ready to be analyzed.