LAUREN O. THYME
Delphi and the Greek Warrior
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.
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.
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
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.
Then having to finish.
Give up.
Relinquish
In anguish
All that he meant to me.
Nuances,
shades,
tones,
touches,
traces,
memories,
hurts,
and raptures.
Continuously
carried
until now.
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.
For James
Lauren O. Thyme, Aug. 16, 2018