There was a ghost in the house but only when I thought of him. So I hid his name and picture and he didn't annoy me anymore.
Usually ghosts are only there when we think of them, when we give them power to scare us or worry us.
Apart from ghosts, there was snow, wind, rain and sun. Quietness, silence and work being done, work being done.
A lot of questions to make, another way to get out, to wanting to get out. But when staying with the question, no one there to answer it, no place to hide... what do you do?
The silent retreat ended. Another one started: the retreat of daily life. What's more important?