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The Find at Ephesus
by Richard Geldard
474 pages; quality trade paperback (softcover); catalogue #99-0064; ISBN 1-55212-314-6; US$34.50, C$39.00, EUR28.50, £20.00
A devastating earthquake in Western Turkey near the famous sanctuary of the Earth Mother in Ephesus, draws two unlikely souls together in an adventure of spiritual and psychological discovery. Maia Spiros, Greek scholar and tour guide, struggles in the midst of a personal crisis when she meets young Tonio Fletcher, an American graduate student studying in Athens. Drawn together by forces unleashed in Turkey and on the island of Crete, Maia and Tonio find themselves tangled in a complex web of religious and archaeological intrigue.
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About the BookA devastating earthquake in Western Turkey near the famous sanctuary of the Earth Mother in Ephesus, draws two unlikely souls together in an adventure of spiritual and psychological discovery. Maia Spiros, Greek scholar and tour guide, struggles in the midst of a personal crisis when she meets young Tonio Fletcher, an American graduate student studying in Athens. Drawn together by forces unleashed in Turkey and on the island of Crete, Maia and Tonio find themselves tangled in a complex web of religious and archaeological intrigue. Richard Geldard, author of The Travelerís Key to Ancient Greece and Heraclitus Remembered, has traveled throughout the Mediterranean in search of the ancient pagan spirit still living in the brilliant light, powerful land and seascapes, and ancient sanctuaries of the gods. His evocation of the Earth Mother Goddess,along with the psychic forces that swirl around her sacred places, combined with a retelling of the Christian legends surrounding Mary Magdalen in Ephesus, remind us that forces greater than our own limited perception still have power to move and mold the human spirit in deep and mysterious ways. To read more about Richard and his book, please visit the author's web site. |
About the AuthorIn addition to being the author of The Find at Ephesus Richard Geldard is the author of five other books, three of which explore the spiritual philosophy of Ralph Waldo Emerson, America's prominent seer and visionary. Two other works reflect Geldard's interest in ancient Greek and early Christian cultural and religious experience. The first, The Traveler's Key to Ancient Greece, was originally published by Alfred Knopf and has recently been reissued by Quest Books. Also, a new commentary and translation of the fragments of Heraclitus of Ephesus, entitled, Heraclitus Remembered, is due this spring from Lindisfarne Press. Geldard earned his PhD from Stanford University in Drama and Classics. He lives in the Hudson Valley of New York with his wife, the artist and author Astrid Fitzgerald. |
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Sample Chapter
When he looked up again he saw that a group was entering the theater precinct. In the heat, they moved slowly among the trees, staying in the shade and gradually gathering near the foundation stones of the Dionysus temple. It was a group of twenty or so boys and girls, high school age, it looked like, in the company of two adults and a guide. One of the adults, a teacher no doubt, was wearing an actual pith helmet, for Godís sake. The guy sat down on a column drum and fiddled with his camera.
The guide entered the theater orchestra and stopped exactly where the ancient altar would have marked the center. The guide was, maybe, a young man, but then again maybe not. He/she was thin, boyish, dressed in sandals, khaki shorts, over-sized white tee not tucked in, and a white cap with a blue visor. It became clear shortly that the figure was definitely female as she raised an arm and motioned the group into the orchestra. She gestured towards the tiers of seating with graceful turns of her arm, an ethereal waving effect as if her arms had no bones. It was a beautiful motion, mesmerizing. He stopped breathing, stopped chewing. A piece of lettuce hung from his mouth.
The students followed the guide's gestures with slow movements of their own arms and heads. They turned and merged, by ones and twos, into the orchestra, gathering around her. She was literally conducting the group as if it was a tragic chorus. She turned and looked up the slope, seemingly right at Tonio, although he couldn't be sure. Then, she turned back to the group and began to speak. He could hear nothing above the bus noise. At Epidaurus, in the quiet and perfection of that space, he would have heard every word, even at the back of the theater. But, then, he was in Athens.
