An Archaeologist Doing Depth Work
Depth psychology is a funny word.. I'm not sure if the reason I decided to become an archaeologist years ago had anything to do with psychology, but I know now that the two are connected. Sitting on the Greek landscape for so many years, watching over an ever deepening trench, I realized that I was not only looking for items buried in the soil. Greece had a way of getting under my skin. Ever since I first set foot in this place, the stones spoke to me and the wind whistled its secrets into my ear. I knew this place was haunted. And until I was able to open my eyes in the dark, like Persephone, and see what was buried in the shadows of my soul, it would haunt me.
