Ancient (Remembering Life's Journey Book 1)

A Haunting Journey Into Family Secrets and the Unseen

For seventy years, something lay hidden—buried deep within a fractured family history, waiting for the right moment to surface. When Walter is drawn to the significance of July 14th, he finds himself at the center of a series of unsettling, deeply personal paranormal encounters that challenge his understanding of reality, memory, and connection.

What begins as curiosity soon becomes something far more dangerous. A restless presence, bound to a long-forgotten secret, emerges with force—protective, vengeful, and unwilling to remain buried. As Walter confronts this entity, he is pulled into a world shaped by grief, unresolved suffering, and echoes of the past that refuse to fade.

Ancient, the first book in Walter J.M. Brown’s Remembering Life’s Journey series, explores the fragile line between the physical and the spiritual. Through reflection and revelation, it traces a path of self-discovery marked by fear, introspection, and the search for meaning within generational trauma.

Blending paranormal tension with deeply human questions, this is a story about connection—both seen and unseen—and the cost of uncovering truths that were never meant to be remembered.

Begin the journey and discover what has been waiting in the dark.

Excerpt from the book

I stand petrified, fixed to the ground unable to move. My child’s perception of the world shatters as I watch the traumatic scene unfold before me. My mum lies on the ground in front of me, unmoving, rigid and soulless.

Her body is unresponsive; blood splattered across the dusty road on which she lies prone. Her body is still and in a temporary coma.

Strangers are holding back my older brother, who is on my right. He is losing his mind, the huffing and puffing of pure animalistic outrage coming from his lungs as he fights his handlers.

The reality of what lies before us overwhelms him just as it overwhelms me.

As a six-year-old, I stood stunned, unable to move, unable to understand and unable to comprehend what had just occurred.

Why had it happened? What did it mean? Why did he do it? Why?

I felt completely numb, immobile, watching from afar. A massive distance of time and space separated me and crippled me all at the same time. She did not move. She could not move. She was silent and totally still.

As I stood there as motionless as my mother, a signpost—one of life’s moments—had just shown its hand to be imprinted in the fiber of my being for the rest of my life.

An ugly moment of human theatre that I would later come to realize was meant to be, was meant to hamper, redirect and beguile me.

One of those moments which would knock me for six and bludgeon me from my path, knock me down and constrain me from being who I truly am, and what and who I need to become.

At six years old I did not know that then. I was a child, totally oblivious to the world, the hatreds, the self-centered ugliness of those around me and of my own human mind and nature.

This was both a wake-up call and a way to suppress.

I was among ugliness, human-centered ego and I was defenseless to the events and life’s moment which had been earmarked for me. I was a passenger on a larger, more important journey.

This was a moment which would draw me into a world suffocated by fear, by judgement, by behaviors whose sole purpose is to crush one’s pathway in life and bring suffering so that you ultimately learn.

The concept of ego; a world of ugly behaviors programmed into our genetics over hundreds of thousands of years, barely touched, barely changed.

Behaviors of so-called sufferers, those of us who share an imperfect body and soul, joined to learn and understand hate, fear, anger and indulgence.

As I start my journey of awareness, this is a pinpoint time in life which destroyed my free, fun-loving nature. It took away my childhood and my innocence.

It shaped me and defined me for years. It gripped me with fear and conditioned me to sometimes also behave badly because apparently that was okay.