If I could talk to dead people

I have a number -- too many -- of dead friends and family to whom I would like to speak about what's happening in the world.  It pisses me off that they don't know about this. Not that I would want them to suffer but when they are so much a part of me, how can they not? I need to talk it over with them.

I think especially about my maternal grandmother. She was a tailor, a chef and my friend.  She taught me  to cook and sew.   She taught me to be at peace with things as they are while relentlessly trying to change things for the better.

I think her approach to life would serve well just now.