We meet Eliza as she wakes from a lucid dream, her body reawakened. Holding fast to this newly discovered joy, she shares her delight and her new intention with her neighbour Meg, the midwife.
‘I am magpie’ is a lyric novel that will appeal to those interested in explorations of the enlightened age of the late 1700s, or in Australian historical fiction of the very early colonial years in Sydney and in Indigenous language of the Gadigal people of the Eora nation. For those engaged in Jungian shadow work, observe Eliza’s struggle through her dreams and her daily endeavour, to integrate various female archetypes on her quest. In Eliza we see the vibrant innocence of puella, the benevolence of mother, the wild passions of lover, the determination of a pioneering spirit and the striving for wisdom echoed in her older friend and neighbour, Meg.
‘I am magpie’ is a lyric novel of Australian historical fiction set in the very early colonial years in Sydney. This story references the enlightened age of the late 1700s and the Indigenous language of the Gadigal people of the Eora nation. Observe Eliza’s struggle through her dreams and her daily endeavour to create a worthy social contract. In Eliza we see the vibrant innocence of the young woman, the benevolence of mother, the wild passions of lover, the determination of a pioneering spirit and the striving for wisdom echoed in her older friend and neighbour, Meg.
Eliza Collins. A fictional character, set in history. Fascinated by language and how it might change society. Let me introduce ‘I am magpie’.
Ambient music for warmth and quiet. A time to unfold … In the calm of morning grey ~ I kiss your sleeping lips ~ and feel you curl against me ~ smiling joy of bright blue day ~ encircled yearning to taste ~ the build of rainstorm ~ thundering on tin ~ riding bareback and ~ brazen in the dark ~ we lie in wait ~ to feed our dreams ~ and I hold you ~ I hold you ~ I hold you ~ until we’re unbroken
e m e r g i n g ~ ~ hearts lift ~ we breathe ~ & listen ~ rhythm of the day ~ round & round the ~ beauty of our circling ~ in & under ~ over & around ~ we breathe ~ & listen ~ we are that which ~ we make yet ~ how we dream ~ & yearn ~ for memory ~ silken threads ~ shining with desire ~ we are not our minds ~ so much more than ~ our minds we ~ breathe again ~ deeply we breathe as ~ fear trembles in the breeze ~ light against the shadows lurking ~ nightbird screaming from the dark ~ we are not our minds so much ~ more than our minds we fly ~ we breathe & listen ~ moving forward ~ taking flight ~ taking pleasure ~ tasting words & ~ striving for our needs ~ we trust dreaming straw ~ spinning into gold ~ hearts lift ~ we breathe ~ we listen ~ we breathe & ~ then we rise
