When Ann Napier was 16 she had a dream. Twice.
Absolutely the same.
It was about a book. She was told her job was to tell "everyone" about the book.
She said others could do that much better than she.
Nevertheless, in her dream her teachers were adament, it was her task.
She had no idea what this meant.
Yet it gently, subtly directed her life choices.
She spent the rest of her life searching for the contents of that book, and wherever she found fragments she shared them. She translated commentries on the Tao Te Ching, The Alchemical Wedding of Christian Rosycross and four large volumes of Hermetic wisdom from Egypt.
I'll tell you the more of the story, in due course.
Of the Book of Nature.