An engagingly involved and disputatious time-travel tale back to the last days of Yeshua (aka Jesus) and an alternative appreciation of his teachings.
St. Clare’s story begins when Matt and Leslie meet by chance on a plane, he a teacher of comparative religion and she of archaeology. Matt has been asked to come to Israel by his friend David, who needs him to translate an Aramaic scroll that has come into his possession. Matt and Leslie hit it off—their love story perks merrily along throughout the book—especially when they discover a shared interest in myth and mysticism, Joseph Campbell, the Gnostic texts, Aldous Huxley, Kabbalah and all things falling outside religious orthodoxy. What makes this feel good, honest and inspiring is St. Clare’s obvious familiarity and sympathy with the various topics, not to mention superstring theory and the bending of space time, which is important when Matt and David discover the scroll appears to have done some time traveling. St. Clare’s writing is dense like nougat, full of little colorful surprises that draw the reader in and make him willingly suspend disbelief because the work is fun and smart. Matt, an advanced practitioner of meditation and a seeker of truth (“We should all be searching for the truth in every way, in all places, and for all time,” he says shortly before leaving the seminary life), uses the scrolls teachings to travel back in time to the last days of Yeshua, where he also encounter’s David’s wife Mary, who had disappeared five years earlier. St. Clare takes this opportunity for Matt and Mary to chew long and hard over some of Yeshua’s runic comments—“To leave no work for the seeker is to invite skepticism,” Yeshua says—but also to serve forth an interpretation of Yeshua’s teachings that bespeaks cooperation, forgiveness, inclusiveness, doing one’s best and finding god within. Plus, rather merrily, all the chatter is housed in a snazzy story of suspense.
A provocative, passionate head trip, complete with a soupçon or two of very human lust.