Why Not Forcing Things Works.

How this paper boat behaves is a good example of the principle of ‘not forcing things’ in our everyday lives.

If we know the direction of the current then we can have a pretty good idea where the paper boat will end up.

Without any force.

Could it be why some people are successful in life?

The Universe shows us all the time.

Going with the flow, rolling with the punches, cutting with the grain, swimming with the tide, sailing with the wind.

The Japanese marshal arts of Judo and Aikido are based on this principle.

It’s demonstrated in the action of water which does not force things but finds its way through and around every obstacle.

Same with life and we often miss it.

It’s a Taoist idea expressed in the term ‘wu wei’ meaning ‘not forcing things’.

Our society tends to take an opposite view, to force things to go our way.

And we can always be encouraged in our world to use money to get what we want.

That’s okay if its not forcing things.

I’m suggesting that it’s in our own interests to go with the flow, not to force things.

What if we have other choices.

What if we’re trying to control to our benefit something that is not in the end in our best interests.

That’s where ‘not forcing things’ can better work in our favour.

Because often we simply don’t really know what is in our best interests.

Often it’s best to leave it to our Destiny, our Karma, the Universe.

Life itself can be full of examples if only we’d give it a chance.

Sometimes we can be too busy trying to control our lives when we shouldn’t be trying to force things.

Better, maybe, to go with the flow.

For the past 30 years I’ve lived by not forcing things.

I had no choice.

I was bankrupt.

I chose to go with the flow to survive.

I was not prepared to be a victim.

And it worked.

Right now I’m writing my seventh book based on how I view my experiences.

Read more in my book ‘Man Steps Off Planet’.

It’s about how not forcing things led to incredible adventures and a life far beyond one of loss and poverty.

That would be missing the point.

We might call it serendipity.

Maybe it will change your life like it changed mine.

I was once an advertising copywriter and my book was a product of survival after losing everything.

Buy the book and improve your life like I did.

Best wishes.

Neil

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>Further reading: ‘Tao: The Watercourse Way’ by Alan Watts.

Stop Forcing Things

Who was it that said, “Show me someone who has made mistakes and I’ll show you a person who’s lived.”

Something like that.

And that’s me.

And that’s what I want to talk about.

Living and learning.

This is not only a school, it’s a life.

Once it’s gone then it’s too late.

So please, live and learn before it’s too late.

Stop forcing things.

People say, what about “squeaking hinges”?

What about making noise to get heard?

Forcing things.

And I reply, “choose without forcing it”.

Could that be why the long-held spiritual notion of a rejection of wealth, something I lost when I went bankrupt, bobs up in religious ideas over history.

Because with money we force things.

Without it we can’t.

And therein lies a great spiritual Truth.

Without the benefit of wealth we are unable to force life to go the way we would like.

Then we’re open to our Destiny to take us where we might want to go.

Going with the flow rather than with our will.

Maybe we need to save the use of our will for other purposes.

Like healing of ourselves, and others.

You might be asking, but what about this, what about that, for example, what about the Law of Attraction?

There are many influences contributing to our choices, our actions, our lives.

There might be our Destiny, our Karma, the Law of Attraction, the intensity of our thoughts, past life memory, the influence of the issues in our lives, our habits, even our television watching habits and the emotional involvement in what we watch.

What if we were a Romeo waiting for our Juliet, a Guinevere waiting for our Lancelot, to turn up in this life?

Are we going to blow it by settling for someone we’ve forced to be our partner too soon?

What if?

There is surely a priority of the thoughts and influences in our lives depending the intensity and the degree to which each is important.

I’ve always thought that the recent talk of the Law of Attraction is only relevant so far as other influences which are in our mental make-up at the time are more important.

For example, are there aspects of our Destiny or our Karma that might override any forcing we set up as our expectation of the Law of Attraction.

And choices.

We’re free to make choices all the time.

That’s free will.

Are our chances of winning the lottery diminished by aspects to the contrary in our Karma or our Destiny or simply in our need to win the lottery over other considerations.

Are we always simply in the queue?

It’s a mix, like a cake.

Priorities are determined more by their importance on a spiritual level than our own sense of importance.

Much of which we may not understand.

It’s not either/or.

In the Tao it’s known as “wu wei”, not forcing things.

For the past 30 years I’ve lived by not forcing things.

I had no choice.

I was bankrupt.

I chose to go with the flow.

I was not prepared to be a victim.

And it worked.

Read more in my book ‘Man Steps Off Planet’.

It’s about how not forcing things led to incredible adventures and a life far beyond one of loss and poverty.

That would be missing the point.

Maybe it will change your life like it changed mine.

I was once an advertising copywriter and my book was a product of survival after losing everything.

Buy the book and improve your life like I did.

Best wishes.

Neil

Visit my author page here.

Further reading: ‘Tao: The Watercourse Way’ by Alan Watts.

“You have discerned an amazing story”.

*SPIRITUAL & PARANORMAL.*

Who was the ghost whose pleas needed to be heard? Was this the secret wife of a British Royal wanting her story to be told 200 years later? What was her message? How can I explain the endless fortunate timing, the lucky appearance of people and places that moved my story along?

What words of wisdom do I offer along the way to explain spiritual and metaphysical events. I invite you to read and enjoy my *fun and entertaining* true story titled ‘Man Steps Off Planet’.

Read of my unplanned and unexpected serendipitous discoveries that led me to people and adventures I had never dreamed I would find. “You have discerned an amazing story,” said Writer’s Digest.

*INSPIRATIONAL EXPERIENCES.*

Here’s how it all began. As I headed for the hills, away from my family, my freelance business now bankrupt, my hopes and dreams, I might just as well have stepped off the planet into another world. I had to learn a new way to live. What can you learn from my experiences? Without any plan, without any guide as to how to survive when broke, I sailed forth on an unexpected adventure that transformed me and my world.

*HISTORY OF EARLY AUSTRALIA AND NEW ZEALAND AND UNSUNG HEROES.*

What secrets were uncovered, what historical mysteries revealed, in this unpredictable book about what happened next, full of twists and turns. Hidden evidence was revealed when an innocent ancestry search mixed with 3 mysterious messages each with 3 clues plus the appearance of a real ghost with a critical clue combined to set up an unexpected historical mystery from Regency England 200 years ago.

*ROMANTIC ADVENTURES.*

What life messages, what spiritual wisdom, what historical intrigues did I learn in my untypical fun romantic paranormal historical true mystery world adventure? Read my struggle for survival, the extraordinary events that happened after bankruptcy, the fun and the drama as I describe every moment as it unfolded. This is an adventure for its time. Learn from my amazing story how you, too, can survive and live the good life as if this was another planet. It’s a page turner.

*RAVE REVIEWS.*

“It’s got everything it needs to be a blockbuster: romance, history, the paranormal . . . big stories like this are difficult to tell.” Judge, Writer’s Digest 21st Annual Self-Published Book Awards, USA.

“This is a fun and entertaining manuscript. The characters are fabulous, as is the storyline. I am impressed with your imagination, writing skills and storytelling ability. The readers will truly love this material.” Writers Literary & Publishing Service, USA.

If you would like to learn more about thus unusual non-fiction page-turner click here.

Enjoy.

Neil.

PS. That’s a recent photo of the author visiting a local animal rescue farm.

What If Thoughts Are Magic?

“You can do magic,” goes the first line of a popular song by America.

But what if we can?

And how?

“With our thoughts we make the world,” said the Buddha.

So what if it’s true?

That our thoughts can do magic?

How do we make the world with our thoughts?

“Thoughts are things,” is the opening chapter title of Napoleon Hill bestselling book ‘Think & Grow Rich’.

What about our everyday thoughts we use to chat with in our casual conversations?

What about our thoughts as we watch television?

Do they create magic?

Are our casual words and thoughts really ‘things’?

Do they make equal magic no matter what we think about and talk about?

Every single thought?

Kind and not?

Helpful and destructive?

And so, what if our everyday conversations, our chats, are the very source of what we make our real world with?

Magic.

Eric Clapton wrote “Change the world.”

So what if we can?

Deliberately?

Or by accident?

Just by thinking about what we’re thinking about.

Popular music is full of references to attracting what we think about.

Or wish for.

Recent books have been written about ‘The Secret’ and the ‘Law of Attraction’.

The idea is everywhere in mythology and, notably, Fairy Tales, in popular culture.

Yet we tend to dismiss the idea of the power of our thoughts as of no importance.

Poetic license.

There are messages everywhere and we tend to dismiss them.

Just metaphors for something else.

What if they have meaning for us.

That our thoughts really do create our reality.

That what we think about is what we get.

And should we really think about what we think about?

That with our thoughts we really can change the world.

Should we be taking the references which are everywhere as a real message for us all.

As a way to change the world.

Peacefully.

Just ouselves.

And not really so ‘hidden’ after all.

What do you think?

Best wishes.

Neil

Read more in my books at my Author Page here.

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How Miracles Happen.

I was broke. For 5 years my home was a leaky old caravan parked outside its owner’s home at the end of a dead end street in Hepburn Springs in Victoria’s Central Highlands. I was at a loose end. I started to look into the fascinating stories of the Gold Rush in the area. I found a largely untold history of Swiss-Italian migrants who came out in the 1850s to try their luck on the goldfields. Many stayed on. Fresh pasta was still on the menu at many local restaurants. The local butcher still sold the real Italian bull-boar sausages. Many of the original typical rural Swiss or Italian farmhouses were still working farms, others lay in ruins. I wrote the story and it was published in the local newspaper. The owner of the General Store picked up my story and started a Swiss-Italian Festa with street marches, history displays, even a pasta sauce recipe competition. After 30 years it’s still an annual tourist event in the Central Highlands of Victoria, Australia. ‘Italy In The Aussie Bush’ is chapter 8 of 30 chapters in ‘Man Steps Off Planet’. We don’t need money to make miracles happen.

Are We All Trapped In Our Own Group Soul?

Watch a flock of birds as they all change direction at precisely the same time.

Why?

Because every bird in the flock is trapped in their group soul.

As are we?

Is this why we have become social animals through the urge to gravitate to our own group soul and why we can feel miserable when we’re rejected by our group of friends?

Chances are we’ll seek to join another group soul or social group.

Is it because loners, or introverts, tend to be regarded as unfriendly or anti-social because they choose not to belong to a group soul?

And are we all on a path to individuate?

To become whole, complete within ourselves?

Could this be the soul destiny of the human race?

In other words, have the extraverts taken over not realising that they are living out the phenomenon of belonging to their group soul?

Is socialising another word for maintaining the group soul?

And a resistance to individuating?

When I was studying philosophy at university the question was: “Is football a religion?”

At the time my answer was probably yes, but today I would more likely reply that it’s the wrong question.

The real question, for me now, would be: “Do football and religion each have group souls?”

My answer now would be, that is the common denominator of the two.

Group souls can each have a different make-up.

A theme that will attract those seeking a common purpose or goal that they feel they can fit in with.

And, who knows, maybe we’re drawn to elements in our soul’s make-up from the time we are born.

Our workplace is a group soul.

Our social media are group souls.

Our friends are a group soul.

Moving out of one can be full of difficulty.

Moving into another, the same.

Moving from one to another, wow, that can mean trouble.

Is this a reason why 85% of us* are unhappy in our jobs, because we’re in the wrong group soul?

Surely, as we well know, moving into your own space, your own life, your own reality, well, that’s a courageous move.

Maybe that’s our soul’s destiny, an evolution that today is just beginning and which we find ourselves caught up in.

We need to decide whether to be carried along with the group, like the flock of birds flying within the same mentality, or are we to choose our own way, follow our own path, to individuate.

No matter what the rest of the flock says.

Could this be the answer to many of our life’s and social problems?

Best wishes

Neil

Author of ‘Man Steps Off Planet’ and ‘Romancing Your Life’.

* Source: ‘The World’s Broken Workplace’. news.gallop.com

How to Survive in a Material World.

There’s a secret truth we need to know about living, and surviving, in this material world.

That secret is hidden in the meaning of the word ‘serendipity’.

This magic word is about setting yourself up for unexpected and unplanned events and experiences that, well, we don’t expect and can’t see coming.

They seem to be hidden in our worldly lives, waiting for us to activate the experience before serendipity steps in and reveals what it’s holding back.

In all innocence I tried it in the real cruel material world and gradually got to see and experience it’s magic.

Many times it saved me from living on the street or on a park bench when I had nothing.

It led me to homes I could never have owned or built for myself.

I came so close to being stranded in London.

I might have been stripped of everything I owned in New York.

I overstayed my welcome in Italy.

Was it serendipity that saved me?

I experienced the kindness of strangers when they invited me to live in their old caravan parked outside their home in a small country town in the Aussie bush.

I lived there and had many unexpected adventures for 5 years.

With nothing.

Was this serendipity taking care of my life’s needs helping me survive in a material world?

I’ve revealed my secrets in my 244 page book ‘Man Steps Off Planet’.

It’s a minute by minute story of my adventures with 9 exclusive hints at the end of the first 9 chapters.

Serendipity in action.

All without the pie-in-the-sky, the lecturing, the theory, this is a practical book about the real world, about real survival, about surviving life.

Read my book and enjoy the adventure.

And learn about surviving in your own world.

Find out my 9 exclusive hints.

Learn my serendipitous secrets through trusting life.

Best wishes,

Neil.

Illustration by Deviantart at ‘Thoughts Under Moon’.

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Are You Needing A Fresh Start?

A winner of an award for creative excellence gave as her secret of success: “I just trust my beeps.”

She trusted herself and won a top creative business award.

There’s a secret here.

Trust your beeps.

So what exactly does that mean?

How might we apply that pearl of wisdom to our own lives?

Just trust yourself.

Try listening to your beeps.

I did when I lost everything.

It can happen when you’re left with no choice.

Everything changed including my life.

Yet I had nothing.

My back was to the wall.

I lived on trust because I was out of options.

Then amazing things happened.

Let’s just call it serendipity.

If you read my book you can learn how I flourished living on trust alone.

Which is pretty remarkable in this world we live in today.

I’ve analysed my experience and identified 9 unique hints or clues for you to follow.

That is, living on trust alone.

Believing in yourself.

My clues are open enough to make them your own, whatever your circumstances.

You’ll find them at the end of the first 9 chapters.

So if ever you thought you could do magic, this is the way.

No-one needs to live a life of struggle.

My book is called ‘Man Steps Off Planet’.

You can read more and get your copy of my 244 page true story here.

It’s a tale of letting go and trusting.

It worked.

Could this be the ultimate fairy tale, the sea change you’ve only dreamt about.

Trust your beeps.

Good luck.

Neil Smith

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The Man Who Didn’t Know He Was Prince.

Two hundred years ago the Prince of Wales was in a precarious position. Even his life was in danger. There were reasons. This is my revelation of a legitimate son born from a secret marriage to a Catholic widow. I think they were soul mates but England thought they were trouble.

We have no portraits of him as other famous and even not-so-famous explorers from history do. Has he been a forgotten man, a hero of his time?

Hardly anything is known of him except for his role as Acting Commander of the brig ‘Lady Nelson’.

Could he have been the hitherto unknown father of a legitimate son of the British King George IV from a time when, as the Prince of Wales, he left one mistress after another and then secretly married the Catholic widow and socialite Maria Fitzherbert?

Would Victoria have become Queen had they known about him?

We may never know but, based on the evidence, we can speculate.

In my book ‘Man Steps Off Planet’ I have speculated and reached a shocking conclusion.

Read the evidence I’ve uncovered after extensive research and decide for yourself.

Much of the research has been driven by paranormal events all started by a ghost.

In the end it’s all true (not a novel or a work of fiction).

So who was this unsung hero from over 200 years ago?

He was very active in the story of early British settlement of Australia and New Zealand with a population of mainly convicts.

He understood the native Maroi of New Zealand and fostered harmonious relations between Chief Ti-Pahi and Governor King.

He was in the thick of Australia’s only military coup and was chosen to escort Governor William Bligh back to England to be court marshaled.

There are also heartwarming true stories.

Like when one of his crew fell in love with the Chief’s daughter and stayed behind to marry her.

Or the unbelievable tale of William Buckley, a convict who escaped from a failed settlement near Melbourne 30 years before the city was even founded as “the place for a village”.

He lived with the local aborigines as their leader and was met by the party that sailed from Tasmania to found Melbourne in 1830.

On his many voyages he became friendly with the Reverend Robert Knopwood, the first chaplain of Tasmania, and was heavily involved in the dramatic politics of this early penal colony.

This is only the tip of the iceberg.

You can read how the mystery unfolded for me and my travels around the world chasing clues and searching for evidence to support the little known events surrounding this intriguing historical saga.

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Best wishes,

Neil Smith

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The Young Man (me) and the Librarian.

Don’t you hate walking into a strange building for the first time not knowing where to look or where to go first. That was the case when I first met Dorothy, the head librarian. It was the start of a long and beautiful friendship until the day she died.

She looked a bit like an older Shirley MacLaine and called herself Melbourne’s Queen of the Psychics. It was this first meeting with Dorothy that my life took a whole new turn which has lasted for the rest of my life.

I want to share this moment with you just in case you want to follow her advice.

So my question to her was, where do I start searching for Truth?

She went off and returned with these 2 books on metaphysics and said, start with these –

“The Inner Life”

“The Hidden Side of Things”

You can find these books and others by the same author on Amazon here.

She sat me down and, for the next hour, spoke to me about the very things I wanted to know. As she spoke I was thinking, is this woman reading my mind or what? During that hour she proceeded to answer so many questions that were going through my mind.

Perhaps you’ll feel the same from reading your copy of one of those books. They’re available on Kindle for a few dollars each.

From that day on I would call in to the Theosophical Society library, she’d invite me to sit, and we’d talk for an hour or more. I asked for a course on the meaning of life and each time she’d find just the books I needed.

It was an amazing time.

She taught me all she knew.

Before long we became friends. I’d be invited to her apartment in the inner city area today occupied by office blocks. Again we’d chat about “the inner life and the hidden side of things”.

That subject became my passion and, although I’ve moved on from Theosophical thought, I’ve continued to be drawn to follow the belief that there’s more to life than meets the eye.

Sadly, many years later, after my contact was more with her daughter, I heard that she had passed away. I was confident that she was now in a position to investigate that unseen world she taught me so much about while still here in the physical realm.

Dorothy, you changed my life at a time I was still so young and searching for answers.

Today, not so young or so in need of answers, I acknowledge your role in changing the direction of my life. Thank you.

Best wishes.

Neil.

PS. If you enjoy a true historical mystery, romance, the paranormal, adventure on the high seas, hidden clues and my search across 5 countries, you’ll surely enjoy reading ‘Back to the Wall’. To read more visit my website here or visit my publisher’s Author Page here to order your copy.

Crash Landing

I arrived at the Blue Lake like a meteorite crashing to earth. I needed a place to crash. At the time I knew nothing of the significance of the lake, all I knew was that I had landed. Thank god.
I’d been promised a Place in the Sun to settle down and write the book.
What book?
Well, the book about my adventures up until that moment. But what were they talking about, a Place in the Sun? That could mean anything.
First there had been my one-on-one with a channel in New Jersey. The word was that Michael who I was speaking with was being channelled through numerous mediums across the United States at the time. His words had been gathered, cross-checked for consistency and published by one of the channels named Jose Stevens PhD. The books were published as ‘Tao to Earth’ and ‘Earth to Tao’. I had been given free copies of both, they’re now available on Amazon for over $A100 each. I’d never heard of his idea that we are all born with a ‘Chief Negative Feature’, a negative personality trait we need to overcome. I know mine and he was dead right (but no way am I giving it away). It could explain a lot about some people’s negative behaviour because they can’t help it. Michael told me many other personal things. He told me that I had placed myself in a kind of chute or funnel in order to meet many people and have experiences I would not otherwise have had. And I was “going for it, full blast”.
Which, in a few words, explained everything.
Was this an example of my higher self or soul taking a hand in my daily affairs?
So how did I know that this small furnished timber flat built on the side of a hill at Ocean Grove with views to the Barwon Heads was my Place in the Sun? I mean, that could be anywhere, why Ocean Grove and why a stones throw from my tranquil Blue Lake.
Having gone for it “full blast” as predicted, tearing myself away from the cute New Jersey school teacher when my 6 month visa was up, I was on a plane to meet a friend in England to search for places where my ancestors lived. My New Jersey friend had given me $US20 to cover the bus fare to Cheltenham.
Was that enough? I needed 16 pounds and I gave a sigh of relief when got small change in return. Whew. Just enough otherwise I would have been walking all the way to Cheltenham. I had to lie to customs to get into the country. On the plane my nerves were so bad that in trying to impress the attractive woman next to me I spilled my complimentary rum and coke all over me.
I arrived back in Hepburn Springs where I had been living in a friend’s caravan for 5 years before leaving for the United States 6 months earlier.
I was in for a shock.
The caravan had been towed away by my friend’s son and I had nowhere to live.
That weekend I went to the weekly trash and treasure market at the Daylesford restored railway station. It was my lucky day. There were psychic ladies offering “Readings 10 minutes for $10” for charity.
I picked Margaret who sat me down and gave me a reading for over an hour for my $10. She told me about the book I was going to write at my Place in the Sun. Over and over I asked her, how will I find my Place in the Sun? Where is it? Over and over she replied, ask the estate agent. Well of course, I’d ask an estate agent. I needed for more information. Ask the estate agent. Which estate agent? She couldn’t say.
I returned to where I was staying knowing I needed to leave soon and wondering, asking, where is my Place in the Sun? I needed to know the answer fast because, once again, I was homeless and broke. I was desperate.
As I went to sleep that night I was thinking, over and over, where is my Place in the Sun? I fell asleep with that thought on my mind. All night there was a voice in my head saying to me, remember your dream to live in Ocean Grove? I woke up knowing it was in Ocean Grove with the words “what ever happened to your dream to live in Ocean Grove”.
I knew exactly where to go. Next morning I was on the bus out of Daylesford to the train to Melbourne to my daughter’s home in Mentone. I was on my way to my Place in the Sun and nothing could stop me.
Next morning I got myself to Ocean Grove. One by one I called at every estate agent in town. Nothing. The sun was getting low as I came to the last agent who took me to the edge of town. This was my last chance. I was really out on a limb here.
As we drove along Driftwood Street and pulled up at the group of 3 flats on the side of the hill, I knew then that I was there. I moved in within the week. And that message from Margaret about keeping on asking estate agents, well, it was the last rental from the last agent in town that showed me what I was looking for. I was profoundly moved by the whole experience.
My Blue Lake was yet to be discovered, to complete my elusive but perfect place to relax, a place of peace to shrug off that “blast” I was going for, to find myself again and to live my lifelong dream, the author.
I lived there for the next 11 years and took that long to write ‘Back to the Wall: A Spiritual Adventure’. I worked through 4 different computers with 3 different operating systems all given to me by new friends because they (the computers not the friends) were about to die.
Everything was falling into place and I was a new man. Exhausted. A little disoriented. Missing my daughters with whom I had just been reunited after 10 years apart. But incredibly happy. It was a new life and I set to work straight away to write the book.
These are some of the thoughts that were going through my mind at the lake.
Pretty much every day I’d almost slide down the embankment beside my flat, walk across the Lake Road Reserve, across the road and enter the lake territory through an entrance of large old trees which made it almost invisible from the road.
There was an old willow tree with branches weeping into the lake and around the single park bench conveniently placed by the water’s edge. I’d sit there for hours, lost in the calm surface of the water, my mind still reeling from the whirlwind I had just lived through.
Those first days were spent thinking of driving along Fifth Avenue the night before I left the USA and, the next day, standing in a quiet country town with all of that in the past. There was still the memory of my 3 weeks in Cheltenham trying to find the remnants of ancestors who lived 200 years ago in Regency England and of the ancient university town of Oxford. I found nothing, everything was gone except for the churches where they were baptised, married and buried (even the graves have been built over).
Past and present.
Such contrasts.
The water was like a crystal ball showing me my frantic past as well as my future as the writer of this very therapeutic personal story. All of my boyhood dreams were coming true (and then some).
The past was all go and struggle.
The future was finding myself again.
This was a major turning point in my life marking the past clearly away from the future.
It happened at the lake.
It’s as if I had arrived.
Spilling rum and coke, flying around the world, going bankrupt, 5 years in a caravan, my ill fated freelance business, the insane ad world and the corporate madness, my 2 marriages and the dramas that accompanied them. Always fighting for my life, it seemed.
Then, 11 years later, came the call.
“Dad, I’m pregnant.”
It was over and the next adventure had begun.

 

Was I A Human Guinea Pig?

We hear a lot about going with the flow.

Easier said than done, we might think.

Who in their right mind would let go of everything and just let themselves be blown along as a leaf in the wind?

We hear about the idea that attachment creates suffering.

But then, who in their wildest dreams would throw away their credit cards and live without possessions to which they become attached?

And what about the billions of people living below the poverty line?

How on earth are they to survive in an affluent society like ours?

Well, I lived below the poverty line, for 30 years, well below the minimum wage amount, and lived to tell this tale.

It’s as if I was a human guinea pig to see how I would survive.

I’ve written the book about the years when my back was to the wall, when I lived with nothing, I mean, nothing.

If you think it’s impossible then I invite you to read the book.

It’s called ‘A True Paranormal Mystery To Change The World’.

It’s a spiritual adventure because there are secrets that I used in my life to attract small miracles that enabled me not only to live with nothing, below the poverty line, but to live in some of the most spectacular places around Australia, New York, Regency England and northern Italy.

It’s a metaphysical thing and I’d like to reveal my secrets to you.

Read the book and enjoy my adventure as it unfolded.

Buy your copy direct from the publisher here.

Love and Peace.

Neil

PS order your copy of my other new times a-changing book ‘Romancing Your Life & Changing The World’ HERE.

My Spiritual Adventure Across 5 Countries

The author in San Remo on the Italian Riviera

Just when I thought my life was over the files to an explosive historical secret landed in my lap.

A secret that was asking to be told.

Well okay, I thought, I was a writer looking for a project and a story looking for a writer looking for a project.

Here was an adventure looking for someone who could not resist an adventure.

I was unemployed, homeless, penniless and friendless at the time.

My freelance copywriting business of some 10 years had just been declared bankrupt and I had lost everything. (Read more about me HERE.)

I was living alone in an old caravan parked outside its owner’s home in the Australian bush with all my worldly possessions crammed inside.

Then everything changed.

What was going on?

The files revealed the life of a granny who had died 17 years earlier than she was last seen.

Which meant she was a ghost.

My curiosity was piqued and I started on a journey to learn her secret.

Then there were the 3 hidden messages which all came together for the first time and found to have significant links to each other.

And to the past.

When deciphered, they revealed a possible blood link between George IV and an unsung hero from the early days of British settlement of Australia around 1800.

Here’s a clue as to his identity: he was Commander of a famous sailing ship which was more recently replicated and is today sailing the Seven Seas as one of the Tall Ships.

You can read where the clues led me and the supporting historical evidence in my book ‘Back to the Wall’.

My travels with nothing included 6 months in exciting New York and 4 months in romantic Italy in my search for answers.

For someone down on his luck this was a truly romantic world adventure across 5 countries that could not possibly have happened without a little, how shall I say, outside help.

Call it coincidence if you like. Carl Jung would have called it ‘synchronicity’.

You decide.

When the adventure ended I returned to write the story in ‘Back to the Wall’.

Read my adventure for yourself – HERE.

It’s a great read, a real page-turner, I promise.

Best wishes.

Neil

PS. But if you don’t believe me, read the awesome reviews – HERE.