"I could have spent the whole day by the rivulet, lost in dreams and meditations; but recollecting my vow, I ran back to the carriage and drove on. The road not having been mended, I believe, since the days of the Caesars, would not allow our motions to be very precipitate."
As a youth, Prisse dreamed of exploring the Orient, and several months after graduation, while yet 19, he traveled to Greece to join that country's war for independence from the Ottoman Empire.
I am sitting on the window-sill in my room eating sugar-cane. It is so juicy and fresh one could go on nibbling at it all day. The Soudanese servant, in a green cap and full green trousers, just now brought in a basket-full cut up into pieces, and set it down on the floor with a wide smile. My window is high above the ground; beneath, the whitewashed walls of the hotel ache in the midday glare; across the sand I can see the two great Pyramids, all their colour bleached out by the fierce light. But early this morning they looked very different. Just as the sun rose I came to this window and saw them standing there drowsily splendid, a tigerish gold set on the tigerish sand.
from White Bird in Heaven
During the Middle Ages, pins worn on clothes were of great importance. Priests, knights, merchants - everyone, from prince to pauper, pinned them on. These badges of identity let everybody know precisely who the wearer was and they protected him like a lucky charm. In short, they were central to medieval man's beliefs and well-being, to his faith and fortune. Pilgrims were the most fervent collectors of these supremely symbolic talismans.
In the exhibition "Faith and Fortune" a selection of badges, all made and/or found in Flanders, will be displayed alongside a series of artefacts from the same period: unique paintings, manuscript miniatures, religious statues, everyday objects...
This picture represents Joducus (7th century king of Britanny) as a pilgrim carrying a staff. On his hat are various insignia. Firstly that of the scallop shell (known in French as a coquille Saint-Jacques - St
James shell), proof of his visit to the grave of St James the healer in Santiago de Compostela. (The scallop shell become known as the symbol of
pilgrims). There is also a Vera Icon (a depiction of Christ) and a pair of St Peter's crossed keys as proof of his visit to Rome. Vera icon is in fact a corruption of the words Veronica. In the Canterbury Tales
Chaucer describes the Pardoner as having a vernycle and a vera icon. He wears the vernycle sewn to his cap. A vernycle was the badge pilgrims received when they journeyed to St Peter's in Rome. The cloth with the imprint of Christ's face hung in the chapel of St Veronica in Rome. It became customary for many of the places of pilgrimage to award badges that could be worn on the head or chest depicting the person or event for which their place of pilgrimage was famous. They were in fact the first souvenirs. Since the replica of Christ's face was particularly popular a pilgrimage to Rome was highly desirable. Apart from denoting
a pilgrim's badge - and a readily identifiable one at that - the term Veronica often applied to the countless paintings of Christ's face.
Learn more and make pins to display on the Grand Tour at WordPress.
section on Pilgrims courtesy of Carol Abel
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If you can imagine it you can create it. If you can dream it, you can become it.
Ward, William Arthur
What we need is more people who specialize in the impossible.
Go confidently in the direction of your dreams! Live the life you've imagined. As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler.
Thoreau, Henry David
You are meant to be whatever you dream of becoming.
In your heart, keep one still, secret spot where dreams may go and sheltered so may thrive and grow. (Louise Driscoll)
Enchanteur Dream Seeds by Heather Blakey
Le Enchanteur's Dream Seeds of hope, light and creativity have become legendary. It is no wonder that travellers come from all over the world seeking a packet of these potent seeds.
courtesy of Carol Abel
One only has to look at the work that appears at the Soul Food Cafe and within the Lemurian Constellation to know of the power of these seeds.
Take the time to reflect and consider what you hope will blossom from your work on the Grand Tour and within Lemuria.
Design a seed packet, label it and plant one of Enchanteur’s dream seeds into a pot filled with some of the composted soil they have down in the greenhouse. Put this in a sunny spot and ake care of it over the coming months. Keep a record of the seed’s journey. At the same time look for signs that the seed you planted in the pot is flourishing.
Green Man by Carolyn Hartley
Seeds by Tiny Froglet
Asking For What You Want
Cocreating With The Universe
Most people don't always fully realize that we all have within us the ability to cocreate our lives with the universe. So many of us are taught to accept what we are given and not even to dream of anything more. But our hopes and dreams are the universe whispering to us, planting an idea of what's possible while directing us toward the best use of our gifts. The universe truly wants to give us our hearts' desires, but we need to be clear about what they are and ask for them.
To ask for something does not mean to beg or plead from a place of lack or unworthiness. It's like placing an order-we don't need to beg the salesperson for what we want or prove to them that we deserve to have it. It is their job to give us what we ask for; we only have to tell them what we want. Once we have a clear vision of what we desire, we simply step into the silent realm where all possibilities exist and let our desires be known. Whatever methods we use to become still, it is important that we find the quiet space between our thoughts.
From that still and quiet place, we can announce our intentions to the pure energy of creation. By imagining all the details from every angle, including scent, color, and how it would feel to have it, we design our dreams to our specifications. Similar to dropping a pebble into a pond, the ripples created by our thoughts travel quickly from this place of stillness, echoing out into the world to align and orchestrate all the necessary details to bring our desires into manifestation. Before leaving this wonderful space to come back to the world, release any attachment to the outcome and express gratitude. By doing this daily, we focus our thoughts and our energy while regularly mingling with the essence that makes it possible to build the life of our dreams.
Many who have stumbled upon and in to the world of Enchanteur have gained full citizenship as Lemurians and claimed identies here. Monika Roleff became the Lemurian Hermit and runs the Hermitage while Gail Kavanagh established the vibrant Gypsy Camp. Fran Sbrocchi is the secretary of the Donkey Union, Soulsister is in training as the site's High Priestess and Carol Abel is the Troubadour/Traveller. Anita Marie Moscoso is our in-house story teller, with a reputation for telling horror stories and Lori Gloyd's voyages, through digital art and writing, reveal just how multi skilled she is.
Who will you become in Lemuria?
It was in the year 1873 that I received my instructions to enter upon the very work which in 1861 I had set my mind upon when looking at the outline map of Australia, which stimulated me to reach the country which Burke and Wills had discovered. Destiny by a very circuitous course had accomplished the desire of my heart and given me instructions to make a feature survey of those great rivers and creeks which explorers, at the sacrifice of their lives, had made known to the world. Every inch of my circuitous route had supplied more serviceable information's and experience that had in some way proved a preliminary part of my training.
George Chale Watson
It is one of my dreams to follow in the footsteps of my Great Grandfather. For now, my circumstances neccesitate that I undertake the journey in a virtual setting. Billabong Dreaming will be the container for me to live out one dream.
courtesy of Shiloh Cannon Blackburn
Planting Dream Seeds - A Collection from January 2006