Strathard : Face to Face
About the Book
He was being fed a magic brew, which was transforming the ordinary to the extraordinary, the stark to the subtle. It was a magic which excited him. It had its castle, its queen, its witch, jester, saint, and sage. He felt that his base metals were being refined to something more precious than gold. And he thought with a secret smile that it was the queen who was weaving the spell. Pity about the witch.
About the Author
After a checkered career consisting of many years in civil service to music teaching in Canada where she developed a taste for general teaching, she then returned to Scotland and college to qualify for this and concluded her teaching career as deputy head in a large primary school in the West Midlands.
While living in Edinburgh, she became involved in theosophy and enjoyed a short spell as honorary librarian in the theosophical library there. This gave her such food for thought which has never left her. Mind may be static, but thought is dynamic with potential available to everyone.