Whether it was me or some fictional character that woke in the early morning light and found herself alone on a dismal shore I was not sure. One thing I do know, the place was unlike any I knew of my waking life. I knew, with a certainty beyond all doubt, I was in Lemuria.
“I don’t think I can do this,” I muttered. “I can’t come here as myself. I have come as a character. It won’t work otherwise.”
“You have to come as yourself or not all this time,” a bird in a nearby tree said. “You have to confront those things in yourself that are holding you back or you’ll never move forward.”
Typical Lemuria, I thought. It doesn’t really matter if I’m here as myself or some fictional projection, this place is still weird and unpredictable. “And chilly,” I muttered as I put my hands in my pockets to pull my jacket closer to my chest. My left hand touched on a card. I pulled it out and examined it.
It was the Page of Pentacles. As I gazed upon the picture the card became part of the landscape beyond it and the figure upon it became three dimensional and life sized.
“Although I appear to you in the form of a Page,” said the boy before me, “I am an embodiment of Triptolemus, the boy who guided Demeter on her search for her missing daughter Persephone. In that role I represent the very beginnings of an idea that can take you forward. Follow those subtle inner urges and those whisperings of new ideas and you will find the impetus you seek.”
“Thanks for the insight,” I said and stepped out boldly away from the boy. “I’ve had an urge to venture out into a new direction for a while now. I think I’ll take this light, bright path that has opened before me and see where it leads.” I set off with long loping strides and a great deal of enthusiasm. I had not gone more that a few paces than my head began to spin, my legs turned jelly and the sense of exhaustion that dogged my waking hours caused me to falter.
“Easy does it,” the boy called out. “Listen to your body. Take better care of yourself. Remember Demeter the Earth Goddess and know that all seeds take time to flower.”