|From a memorial
website: (Not created by me)
"I have many names in the mist and fog
bound lands. I am known as Caryn or the wild Lily to others, a romantic
who has lost her faith, a seeker of all knowledge and truth... Found
on the high tor gazing over the meadows and moors... Gemini sometimes,
by a river in California, writer, poet, lover of film and literature, empath/clairvoyant/psychic,
the faerie host... Robin the hooded man and Venizia whisper to me, and
warm waters of Sumatra and islands...
A dream walker and weaver, metaphysical
art, antiques, laughter, Black Adderized, botanist, photographer, silversmith,
environmentalist old cars and clothes... Willing the stars to not benight
me in the day, ruined castles, ghost towns, a loner to the end... Forever
hunting the black rose and the oak, grove tangled hair on pillows and garlands
of lilac between dimensions, alterer of time."