Twenty-seven-year old Estelle Goldstein is sent on an assignment to investigate the devastation of AIDS in South Africa.
There she encounters Doctor Mabunda, a once-esteemed virologist, now an alcoholic harbouring the guilt of a dark past. Dismissing his slurred rants, Estelle returns home to her family and its offbeat dynamics: eccentric, animal liberationist, clairvoyant grandmother; pharmaceutical exec father. Rushed to hospital from her father’s mansion, Estelle finds herself suspended between life and death. From a series of foreboding dreams that act as a warning of impending danger, Estelle awakens to a new-found awareness. When the good-looking Afro-Aussie, Ryan Knight, enters her room, Estelle experiences an awakening of a different kind. Their fated encounter unravels over time to bring to light a dark secret.
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Leggy, blond and ambitious. Twenty seven year old Estelle cub journalist is haunted by a recurrent dream of a family massacre and kidnap. She is drawn to the dark continent, and lands herself a plumb assignment to report on the horror of AIDS in South Africa.
Paunchy sixty-three year old, Estelle’s pharmaceutical executive father. A prisoner to his melancholic heart, he is driven by guilt for his failure to recognise and prevent the suicide of his beloved, following her breast cancer prognosis. His vow is to discover the key that might have saved her life.
Estelle's grandmother, and mother of Sam’s deceased wife. A larger than life bohemian character, with clairvoyant ability she claims to talk to the dead with knowledge of past and future events. Esther is caring, anti-establishment and an animal rights activist.
A good looking Afro-Aussie who enters Estelle’s life and breaks down the barriers to her guarded heart. He is strong and heroic and a vet for P.E.T.A. The man of Estelle’s dreams, he is about to take her to the edge.
For Sam, the purpose of his words was often to conceal the truth. For Estelle, the purpose of her words was to reveal the truth. For Esther, she simply loved to play with words. Whether on not they revealed or concealed any real meaning, Esther simply claimed the higher truth. But what was Ryan about to reveal?
A shadowy figure beckoned her. Trustingly she moved towards him. He handed her a sharp, shiny object protruding from a rolled newspaper. His eyes immediately changed. She had to get away. Walking fast, then faster and faster, she escaped into a long, dark tunnel. Loud, heavy footsteps followed, and breathing, becoming louder and louder. She ran. The tunnel led to a dark pool of water. A figure lay drowning, face down, as blood foamed out into a river.
With the surrender of daylight, the mysteries of the night would soon be revealed, bursting into uncensored pleasure beneath a blanket of stars.
Together in their loving embrace, they danced the gentle sway of the universe, and in the silent moment of their soul’s breath they were again united as one. It was as if they had always been one, only to rediscover it in their moments of love. Finally they’d come to understand how their soul’s true ecstasy was in constant renewal of their own self-discovery in each other’s eyes.
Estelle drew a breath and closed her eyes to the movie reel still playing in her mind. She was both her own private audience and participant as she returned to the moments she’d never leave, the tangible images so real, her heart pierced with the pleasure and pain of knowing too much tenderness and the sweet agony of longing for more. She was held captive by two sovereign masters—the master of loving and the master of longing—so very deeply they each infused her every sense as they swam through her veins.
With all lights out, Estelle lay awake contemplating her life. She felt solid, grounded, present, and eager to re-integrate more fully with normality. It seemed as if all her perceptions, choices and actions thus far had been the artistry of her inner self expressed on a blank canvas. Her internal expressions reflected back to her as external manifestations. She felt both powerful and fragile in her newfound awareness of how she could never escape herself. The realisation hit her like a thunderbolt. She, alone, was fully responsible for herself. Estelle was able to finally make sense of karma.
Paradoxically she also conceded that she was being governed by some greater destiny over which she had little control. Feeling her vulnerability, she resolved to be more fully responsible for those elements she could control: and what she could control were both attitudes and choices; her attitudes being the springboard of the sum total of her choices.