Enanika: When Time Does the Travelling

Here are the next chapters of the book I’m currently writing — Enanika: Visionary Fiction. As the summer crowds leave Milkwood, Anu feels the gap between herself and Enlan growing. Enlan sinks further into Earth life, and his connection to Enanika is slipping. Anu continues her astral journeys to the Hermitage of Ling-Shi-La, a place beyond time. But on this visit, she encounters an unexpected problem — one that will add to the tension already unfolding between her and Enlan.

Chapter 10: Earth Bound

Three months had passed. 

It was approaching the end of January, and Milkwood exhaled. The summer holiday deluge of Christmas, New Year, and the long school break eased as the new school year drew closer. 

In the cafe, orders came a little more slowly. People stood at the counter a little longer. There were more familiar faces and fewer unfamiliar ones. 

Milkwood always had visitors. It was that kind of town. On any given day, there were groups of women in their fifties on weekend getaways, walking slowly, laughing loudly, lingering over menus. There were young couples who had driven out from the city for a second or third date, treating the drive as part of the special romance. There were thirty-year-old dreamers who peered out cafe windows and imagined their one-day move to the country. There were older couples — well-dressed, unhurried — moving in and out of shops, touching things, considering, buying art and luxuries. And there were honeymooners. 

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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 exactly 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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