The Greening by Margaret Coles

Author:Margaret Coles [Coles, Margaret]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯), Spiritual fiction
ISBN: 9781781801130
Goodreads: 17897168
Publisher: Hay House Visions
Published: 2013-06-03T07:00:00+00:00

I saw no sign of Paul in the office during the next few weeks. I wondered if he was keeping out of my way. I began to search for the mysterious Anna Leigh. I felt the need to meet her. I imagined us having lunch together, in a quiet country restaurant with a view into the distance of grass and trees. I imagined us liking each other, of my putting her at ease and persuading her to confide the rest of her story.

I was curious to know whether she had made a break from the past and changed her life. Had her encounter with Julian made a difference? Had Anna found what I lacked – a relevance and meaning to life? Was she still alive, even? If so, why had she not returned for her journal? I was afraid I might never get answers to the many questions she and Julian had raised in my mind.

I wrote to Frieda Bonhart’s nephew, Charles Clemence, who had taken over the running of her publishing company, asking if he had any record of a writer named Anna Leigh. He wrote back saying that he had no knowledge of her.

I contacted the Julian Centre in Norwich, but the administrator had no recollection of Anna. Apparently, several hundred people visit every year, from all over the world. I telephoned Cambridge University and asked if there was any record of Anna. Again I drew a blank.

I tried the Office of National Statistics. They had records of twelve women in the right age group – the mid-thirties when she met Frieda Bonhart – who might be Anna Leigh or Lee; since my interview with Ismene Vale I realized it could be either spelling. A colleague in the reference library agreed to follow up the leads. Nick, our crime correspondent, suggested some other avenues of pursuit. But what if Leigh or Lee were her married name? What if she was not British-born? More important, what if Anna did not want to be found? Had I the right to try to track her down?

I wondered how someone could put so much work into a piece of writing and then just leave it, unfinished – indeed, give it away. It was almost as though Anna had found something more important than her work, something with more meaning. If so, I envied her.

I felt that Anna’s story was autobiographical, but it could have been a complete fiction. If a fiction, then could I believe everything she had written about Julian of Norwich? No, I instinctively believed in Anna’s integrity and that of the story she was telling. If I was to find out more, I must pick up where Anna had left off and read Julian’s book.

But my good intentions went unrealized. The pressure of work was mounting and I did little more than dip into the books given to me by Ismene. Christmas came and went. Weeks and then months slipped by. I was asked to write a weekly column, in addition to my reporting duties.

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