I’ve come to realize that memory is not only individual, but ancestral and collective. Deep down, I’ve always known this. What feels older than my fifty-five years may be the echoes of stories carried in my lineage — what Carl Jung called the collective unconscious, and what indigenous and Celtic traditions often describe as ancestral memory.
It’s not that I’m learning something brand new. I already carried this knowing, and I even wrote about it years ago in my raw scribing that became Internal Journeys. Back then, it poured out of me in real time, like I was walking my mind out of darkness and writing the map as I went.
Now, more than a decade later, I see the same truths rising again — but with new clarity. The research, the ancestral connections, and the mystical threads I’m uncovering are simply giving language to what my soul has always known.
Science echoes this, too. Epigenetic research suggests that trauma and experience can be carried across generations (Yehuda et al., 2009). So the sense of “older memory” can have both a mystical and a scientific grounding. For me, it has always been about generational healing.
The Golden Road Home
When I write about The Golden Road Home, I see how it echoes Celtic and Scottish lore in profound ways. In parts of Gaelic tradition, certain stories were considered so sacred they were never written down — only carried orally by bards or ritually through ceremony. The idea that souls travel back and forth along a golden road for centuries mirrors those teachings: a kind of pilgrimage across time, where memory is not bound to one body but moves through generations like pieces of light through stained glass.
And the most mysterious part? I wrote The Golden Road Home before I even discovered that knowledge. The story came first. The research confirmed it. My path is spiraling back to meet itself.
Why I Feel This Way
Personal: Twelve years of transformation have thinned the veil, making me sensitive to memories that feel older than this life.
Ancestral: My Scottish and Irish roots are alive in me, carrying a sense of remembering that is bigger than myself.
Spiritual: In Christian mysticism, memory itself is tied to eternity (Augustine’s Confessions XI). What I sense may be what he called the “stretching of the soul” — touching time beyond my own.
Biblical: “But he has appeared once for all at the culmination of the ages to do away with sin by the sacrifice of himself.” (Hebrews 9:26) To me, this shows Christ’s sacrifice as effective across all time — past, present, and future.
I believe The Golden Road isn’t just a metaphor; it’s a living current of ancestral memory, carrying us back and forth to gather what was once forbidden or forgotten. And maybe, by walking it now with love, I can help others find their Golden Road Home too.
In love and light,
With grace and presence,
Kellie J. Wright
Transformation Guide | Author | Speaker
Creator of Internal Journeys™ Internal Narcissus™ Internal Narcissa™
Host of the From Light to Christ™ Podcast
“Truth and beauty are only a flip of the switch away.”
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