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Enanika: Visionary Fiction—The Roof of the World

In Chapters 8 and 9 of Enanika, Anu is drawn far beyond the quiet streets of Milkwood into one of the most ancient spiritual landscapes on Earth — Tibet, the roof of the world. At the Hermitage of Ling-Shi-La and later at the Sanctuary of Zamsar, she encounters a living spiritual lineage that once shaped, and still shapes, the energetic evolution of Earth. These chapters move between worlds — Milkwood and the Himalayas, present and past — revealing doorways into the sacred. While the Hermitage offers transmission, the Sanctuary offers a love story.

Chapter 8: The Hermitage of Ling-Shi-La

Anu’s day in Milkwood had been simple: a short shift at the cafe, a quiet walk home, and the soft murmuring of Fat Cow Creek as she settled into bed. She didn’t slip into sleep. Instead, she slipped out of her body. 

The heaviness of Earth fell away. The rolling hills of Milkwood faded into the distance. She was astral travelling, moving through layers of light — a thin veil. The air thickened again. Weight entered her limbs. Her feet struck solid ground. She inhaled sharply and felt cold air. 

Her body had reformed on a narrow path carved into a cliff face. Below was a drop so deep the bottom dissolved into haze. Huge rocks jutted outward, shielding her ledge from the worst of the icy hurricane gusts. A voice rose from the cliffs below, steady and calm. 

“Downwards, child. Not upwards. The path is here.”

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Enanika: Visionary Fiction—The Earth Crossing

A rainbow crossing, a chai, and a familiar face — Anu’s first real steps on Earth begin.

We’ve spent the beginning five chapters of Enanika travelling with Anu through the fascinating, vibrant world of Enanika—watching her prepare for her first solo mission, learning about Contact Callers, and witnessing the mystic power of the Seed-of-Life sculpture, the living geometry capable of carrying a being from one realm to another.

Now, in Chapters 6 and 7, Anu steps into Milkwood—a thriving rural town of mineral springs and rainbow crossings, a haven for artists, healers, LGBTQ+ folk, and colourful nonconformists. Here, she begins her Earth-life in earnest, navigating some very human challenges and meeting someone she never expected to find on this planet.

Chapter 6: Milkwood

On Earth:

Milkwood hadn’t always been the colourful, open-hearted, and open-minded place Anu was stepping into. For most of its history, it was a regular country town—quiet, modest, shaped by old farming families and the remnants of a brief gold rush that had fizzled out more than a century ago. The land held stories of hard work, family orchards, and sheep, cattle, and dairy farms. People came and went, but nothing much changed. Milkwood was the kind of place where everyone knew everyone else, and new ideas arrived slowly, if at all. 

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Enanika: Visionary Fiction—Seed of Life

In Chapters 4 and 5 of Enanika, we learn of the ancient Seed of Life sculpture and the frequency technology that links worlds. Anu discovers that Earth carries a more intimate connection to Enanika than she realised.

Chapter 4: Seed of Life Sculpture

Closing the door of her cottage, with one last lingering look at her cosy, dear home, Anu greeted the callboy.

“Morning. You’re early.”

“Never early or late,” he replied with a wink. “Always right on time.”

She fell into step beside him as they began the walk towards the hilltop. The air was still and honey-scented. The moss beneath them was soft, absorbing the sound of their footsteps.

“I see you’re travelling via the Seed of Life sculpture,” said the callboy. “Not a ship?”

“I prefer the subtle to the showy,” said Anu.

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Enanika: Visionary Fiction—Shifting Orbits

In Chapters 2 and 3 of Enanika, we move further into Anu’s world. Something is shifting — the theatrical callboy appears more often than chance would allow. As Anu prepares for her journey, the threads of a larger unfolding begin to unravel.

Chapter 2: Shifting Orbits

As Anu was about to make her way home, she thought she saw the callboy at the far end of the market. He was a distinctive figure in a red, old-fashioned theatrical coat and a feathered hat tilted slightly—playful but precise. A sash was draped across his shoulder, patterned with the shifting glyphs of destination points. She had seen him a few times lately, each sighting sooner than the last. That meant the time was fast approaching. There were many callboys, callgirls, and call-creatures, but the one for Earth was the theatrical callboy.

The homeward path was lined with trees whose leaves shimmered with inner light. Anu’s home was built of wood and stone, and, like most others, merged seamlessly with the landscape. Inside, the furnishings were made of a nano-material that changed form as needed. A table, chairs, and bed would materialise when required, then dissolve back into the wall when not. 

Anu put her vegetables into a bowl, which cooked them instantly, each to its own unique requirements. She sat in her soft mauve chair, eating her meal, gazing out the window, and mentally preparing for her upcoming trip to Earth. 

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Enanika: Visionary Fiction—The Marketplace

🌍✨ A new story begins…

It’s always an exciting moment to begin a new story.
Here is the start of my new fiction series, Enanika.
It carries the same mystical, otherworldly tone as the Waldmeer Series—yet it’s set in a completely different world. 🌿🕊️

In the opening chapter of Enanika, we meet Anu in her natural world — a peaceful, advanced planet where telepathy is normal, harmony is effortless, and daily life moves with an inner hum of presence.

Chapter 1: The Marketplace

Anu moved with untroubled ease through the open-air market, her short chestnut bob brushing just above her shoulders. Sunlight caught her blue eyes, clear like the surface of a calm mountain lake. She looked about thirty, although many of the other adults did as well. So, it was unclear how old she really was.

Her earth-toned, flowing garments—soft linen pants and a knee-length dress—moved in sync with the subtle breeze and the rhythm of the marketplace. To most visitors, that rhythm seemed silent. But to the Naniks, the inhabitants of Enanika, it was a visceral presence, like a soft hum in the background. All Naniks were telepathic. 

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Waldmeer’s Cast

🌿 Waldmeer Series – Main Character Analysis

Spanning all seven books: Waldmeer, Together, Circles of Separation, Faith, Pittown, Prana, Purnima

Faith-Amira

The spiritual core of the series. A woman who embodies the bridge between personal healing and divine service. She is a seeker and spiritual teacher, and eventually transcends her physical role, continuing to influence the narrative as a spiritual presence. Her arc moves from individual answers to transpersonal, universal devotion. She holds the energetic field of Waldmeer and all its transformations.

  • Archetype: Divine Feminine / High Priestess
  • Trajectory: Grounded healer → Surrendered mystic → Ascended guide
  • Symbolic Function: Catalyst for awakening; embodiment of unconditional love
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Purnima (Book 7 of Waldmeer): Purnima Passage

Purnima means full moon. Full moons are auspicious occasions for new beginnings, so we begin, again. Merlyn and Gabriel stood awkwardly at the entrance of Twenty Mile Track. Awkward because they barely knew each other, and this seemed too big an adventure for virtual strangers. Nevertheless, there they were, brought together by some unknown force. The force wasn’t exactly unknown. It was Amira, after all, and she wasn’t unknown. Gabriel certainly knew her. Knew her more than anyone else. Knew her until that night a few months ago when she left this world.

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Circles of Separation (Book 3 of Waldmeer): Fork in the Road

Vera stood very still. She listened carefully to Mullum-Mullum. She did not want to miss any of the few words he was giving by way of instruction. In his customary style, Mullum-Mullum spoke in a meaningful but mysterious manner,

Think not you can return
on the path that leads to the fork.
Taken once, it disappears
as the choice lies ahead.
Both roads will lead to somewhere,
but one will be to nowhere.

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Together (Book 2 of Waldmeer): Alamgir

Amira hadn’t had the nightmare since she was twenty which was six years ago. Back then, she was known as Maria. It hadn’t even crossed her mind in the two years she had been living in Eraldus, in the city. Now that she was travelling each weekend back to Waldmeer, the nightmare was occasionally returning. It was strange because nothing could be more charming than Waldmeer; going to sleep and hearing the distant sea, waking to the forest birds, walking to the rhythm of the breaking waves. Some years ago, she had come face to face with the nightmare malevolence when she went to see her teacher, Erdo, in the forest. That occasion marked the first time Amira spoke to Maria. It was the beginning of many years of instruction from Amira to Maria.