Everyone gathers, expectant inside the Cave of the Enchantress. What is it with everyone rushing off like this? Worse t.

A Lemurian City Built in Memory of Christine de Pizan. Tagged with City of Ladies. Childhood Pictures of My Mami.

Crone At The Watch Tower. Poems published in Ladybug Flights a magazine you might enjoy. At the end of a long life. The sharpened edge of time. Cuts the beaded chain of memory. Our breath collects in the circle. As newcomers settle on the edges. A single thread twists free. Turns back to join the others. Around a point, the pattern. Each generation repeating breaks and pauses. We breath to one another.

Life is a Roller Coaster. Walk a Mile In Our Shoes. Leaning My Heart On Your Soul. On Temple of Athena 2001. Coping With Loss and Death. Descansos a Journey of the Heart. Life is a Roller Coaster. Needless to say this photograph took pride of place on.

Enter this wild and secret garden where fairies dance, dreams come true and all is possible if you only believe. The fairies will be a sight to see! What a great garden. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. You are commenting using your WordPress. You are commenting using your Twitter account.

Within moments of deciding to seek the creative grail, the elixir of creativity, you pass through a special portal and enter the imaginary world of Lemuria, the world of le Enchanteur. Show or describe what your portal looked like. Do not misplace this bag or let anyone take it from you. Keep it with you at all times. The door opens and a vista of Lemuria spreads before you. Share with us what you see, hear, smell, sense, taste, feel.

Original Artwork of Imogen Crest and Tributes.

Soon we will all be like ducks,. The journey and make offerings to the. On the 12th Night, in January 2009 the SS Vulcania.

A 25 week journey within the fabled Lemuria. This is the Lemurian Cosmos. This calendar tracks the paths that have been laid by Lemurian pioneers. We welcome newcomers who will be warmly greeted and provided with friendly guidance as they re-trace the footsteps of others. Enchanteur will not have to turn me into a wombat after all! By George I think I got it! Arriving and Taking Stock.

Deep in the heart of the Riversleigh Grounds lie the Murmuring Woods. Not marked on any map, lies the enchanted Murmuring Wood, where the sylphs and nature spirits play, and the trees talk, and brooks babble. Watched over by Imogen Crest the Hermit, when not at the Lemurian Hermitage. Or at the City of Ladies. In Cyberia, it is usually a place of infinite peace, wisdom and exploration. Yet it also contains the magical.