In September of 2013 I travelled to Cornwall and Glastonbury to visit some of the places that featured so prominently in Laurel`s Miracle. It was a magical journey. I got to stand on the node point at Carn les Boel where the Michael and Mary lines come to shore in Cornwall from their journey across the Atlantic from Brittany France. Foggy windy day, but still wonderful. Thanks to John Watts who guided us. I climbed the Tor on a windy evening as the sun was setting and came down in the darkness. Magic! Was lucky enough to spend some time in Chalice Well Gardens and wade in the pool in King Arthur`s Court. We visited the Men an Tol and Lanyon Quoit, spent some time wandering about Penzance, Newlyn and Mousehole (prounounced mouzel). I stood on the headland at Lands End and looked down into Sennen Cove after a short walk on a well maintained path through the heather and gorse. There is nice B&B in Glastonbury that is on the shoulder of the Tor and overlooks Chalice Well Gardens. You can hear the waters of the Red Spring and the White Spring(the White Spring is just up the lane a few steps from the B&B) Dion Fortune, the spiritual author used to live in the house that is now the B&B. Lovely place, we enjoyed it very much. Sitting out on the patio under the magnificent spreading beech tree listening to the voice of the springs and watching people come to fill vessels with water from the outlets into Well House Lane. Berachah B&B is lovely. It was wonderful to walk the land and enjoy the energies. St Michael`s Mount was also a wonderful day. We walked out the cobblestone path and came back over the sandy expanse of the bay floor as the tide was coming in.
Laurel's Miracle under it's new title of Laurel's Quest will be available in the fall of 2014 from Books We Love with a new cover and updated text.
Have you ever wondered how you would handle it if your mom was terminally ill? What if you were sent to stay with people you didn't even know in another country because your father was at the hospital all day and night?
Laurel is faced with both of these realities, what she really wants is a miracle. She wants her mom to be cured of cancer.
Join Laurel as she searches for her miracle amidst the magic of the Cornish countryside. She is aided by her new friends Coll, Gort and Aisling and helped along in her quest by the creatures of legend and myth. Vear Du, the Selkie, Gwin Scawen, the Cornish Piskie, Belerion the fire salamander, Morgawr the flying sea serpent who does Vear Du a favour, and Cormoran, the last giant of Cornwall. They must battle the odds in the form of bullies and confusing clues. Will they emerge victorious? Will Laurel have the courage to solve the riddle and make her miracle a reality?
Find the answers in the pages of Laurel's Quest.
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Five Star Review for Laurel's Miracle
Posted on Barnes and Noble by saharad
***** Cornish myths, legends, and magic make this a lovely coming of age story!
With a myriad of myths, legends and magic, this story of a young girl's quest to save her mother's life is fresh, original and was a joy to readk! Finding herself in a new and unfamiliar place (Cornwall, UK), Laurel must not only solve a series of riddles steeped in Cornish legend, but she must find the courage to face an ancient magic that is quite beyond her imagination. Laurel quickly bonds with an unlikely trio, Coll, Aisling and Gort, and together they work hard to unravel the mystifying clues set before them, while meeting some most interesting characters along the way. Adding a deeper layer to this tale is the modern day difficulities each of the foursom face within their own daily lives, including prejudice, abuse and bullies. Laurel and her friends slowly discover their inner strengths which will ultimately transcend them beyond each of their fears. Once again Ms Bell has rendered the imagery of her setting beautifully, and furthermore, I was literally spellbound by the smashing climax and finish! Bravo!
Laurel’s Miracle excerpt
There was a luminous glow on the horizon heralding the coming of the moon when Laurel slid down from Lamorna’s back. Around her she could hear the rest of them dismounting as well. It was hard to make anything out clearly, the mist was thickening and the sky was still lit only by the stars. The glow on the horizon strengthened while they removed the tack from the ponies. The ponies wouldn’t stray far from where they were and Laurel knew that Sarie and Emily would come and fetch them if Laurel and her friends didn’t come back. Laurel still hadn’t figured out how to leave the rest of them behind yet. At the moment she was too freaking scared to think about anything except her mom. Aisling appeared out of the mist on her left and Coll and Gort came up on the right.
“Right then, it’s time,” Coll said.
Holding hands the four friends walked into the mist towards the low stones. Laurel could feel Coll’s hand shaking in hers. She tightened her fingers around his, as much to keep her own from shaking as to comfort Coll. The rise that the Men an Tol stood on was clear of mist as they arrived, around them the mist formed a circle that rose high above their heads. Above them the sky was clear and bright. Aisling checked her watch again. It was hard to see the horizon for the thick mist, but mist or no, the moon was beginning to rise.
“I think you should start now, Laurel,” Aisling said softly. She hugged Laurel tightly. “Good luck, you,” she whispered.
Laurel closed her fingers around Vear Du’s talisman and sent a prayer out into the night. This has to work, it has to make mom get better. I don’t care what it costs me.
Laurel smiled at Gort and Coll before she squatted down in front of the hole and peered through.
“Does it matter which way I go through?” Laurel asked Aisling.
“Go sunwise, east to west, I think.” Aisling was worried. Why didn’t we think to ask that particular question before now?
“Okay, here goes nothing!” Laurel tried to joke, but her voice broke.
Before she could chicken out and run screaming into the mist, Laurel stuck her head through the hole. She wriggled through and landed in a heap on the dirt and grass on the other side. Nothing felt any different, nothing looked any different. Well maybe the mist was a little thicker and beginning to glow as the moon started to peep over the horizon. Laurel repeated the process while Coll, Gort and Aisling watched anxiously. Coll was seriously creeped out and wished that he had borrowed Old Joseph’s blackthorn cane. Gort trembled and fought back his dinner that kept rising in his throat. Aisling watched the hole intently and monitored the growing light of the rising moon.
“One more time, Laurel, this is the ninth time through,” Aisling said encouragingly.