Excerpt from Secret of the Missing Crown
It is I, Lei Shamilly.
You know me as the Great Spinner.
I spin stories of choice and chance. My tales have many possible beginnings and multitudes of endings.
My days are spent gathering strands of light. To fashion a story of rich and meaningful change, I initiate my work surrounded by an array of colors, textures, and lengths. Later, in the indigo hours, it is in my pearlescent cave that I coil the threads into a ball, for the forces of change, choice, and chance, to later unwind.
I am the most cosmospolitan being of all universes, as old as the very first star. Journeys along the starry pathway have left me with a limp. My scarf is spun of stardust, white and silky, frayed and tattered. But when it unfurls, then flutters and waves, chiming charms sing and ring out my love to one and all, on all planets, in all galaxies.
Each of you communicates with me, some more often than others.
I am a shapeshifter. You see me as you need me to appear. And hear my words spoken through the person who touches your heart with their words.
To receive my attention you do not need the intercession of a guide, a guru, a card, or a medium. I am available to each of you, any time, under any moon. So I urge you, my dear one, to contact me directly through any channel that aligns your rhythm with the heartbeat of creation.
The day will come when you wish to pray with me in person. But you will find no map to my pearlescent cave. The cipher is to travel three twisty turns along the starry milky pathway, turn left, then take two more turny twists above the 7-layered rainbow cake. I will be awaiting your arrival at my gate. Don't come prepared to memorize a set of rules. I recognize no fixities or absolutisms. You can be assured, however, that once you learn the secret you will never again fear encountering shifting sands or swirling winds of change.