Le Enchanteur- the whirling dervish , asked the travellers to whirl and twirl with her. The sweetness of expression in her face enticed us to lose ourselves completely in the dance- to fling off our inhibitions, our expectations and preconceptions with each whirl : to enter into Lemuria with minds ready for adventures and mining .
Dijanne
Ah! Lost is not such a bad thing after all!
I wish I could twirl away like that ! I might get a tad queasy though.
I love the way the whirling dervishes do what they do, and yes, Lori, without getting queasy
Too cool Djanne! I just love it!
Dijanne,
What a fitting image for how I feel when Enchaneur takes me in her arms and twirls me about… makes me think about that quote “all who wander are not lost…”