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Delphi and the Greek Warrior

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The novel DELPHI and THE GREEK WARRIOR is an extraordinary composite of accurate Greek history with little-known particulars of a tiny group of revered women known as Oracles of Delphi.

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Lauren examines the plight of ancient women not uncommon to modern feminine issues as she portrays Lady Selene, a heroine we can celebrate in today’s world, whose mother and grandmother were Delphic Oracles.

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I started remembering my past lives when I was 5. I’m now 73 and remember more than 102 lifetimes in great detail. Often I would meet people that I had a significant relationship with in one or more past lives and we would continue on in this life. Always my spiritual goal was to “finish” – difficult karma, relationships, problems, etc. -- to grow, learn, evolve and be at peace.
 

When I visited Delphi Temple in 1998 with a group of friends, I remembered a lifetime there and found a location where I lived. In that ancient time I resided in a cave on the Temple hillside, living a simple life, providing information and counseling for pilgrims, something I have provided all my adult life as Lauren.

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Then in 2014 I met a man who was destined to be my partner for 3 ½ years and was part of that Greek lifetime as well. When he and I had a difficult split-up in 2018, I decided to write DELPHI AND THE GREEK WARRIOR, to help assuage the loss and to see if I could gain wisdom and solace from writing "our" story. DELPHI is a fictional rendition of that long-ago life coupled with the modern one.


Often when I write fiction, the story and characters take on a life of their own. DELPHI was no different. I didn’t realize that the heroine of my story would turn out to be an educated, intelligent, feminine activist, a topic fitting for modern times.

 

I extensively researched Greek history and milieu and inserted it as appropriate into the story.


I hope you enjoy it.


with blessings xoxoxoxo    Lauren

           MY GREEK WARRIOR

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I loved a man.
Not for a few turns of the sun
Followed by
separation or divorce.

Not for a lifetime.
Growing old
till death do us part.

But for two thousand years.
Waiting.
Hoping.
Praying.

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Then having to finish.
Give up.
Relinquish
In anguish
All that he meant to me.

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Nuances,
shades,
tones,
touches,
traces,
memories,
hurts,
and raptures.

Continuously
carried
until now.

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Craving to resume
but cannot.
Whatever the cost,
whatever the loss,
that lifetime must be torn from this flesh
forever.
Done.
Gone.

The flame extinguished.

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For James
Lauren O. Thyme, Aug. 16, 2018

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