Are You Needing A Sea Change?

Could this be way to your sea change, the Fairy Tale, the dream of a life that’s always seemed beyond your reach.

I’ve done it.

I’ve written a book about it to show you the way.

Stop where you’re at right now.

If you want to go for the sea change you’ll need to start making changes now.

It’s a path and I’ve extracted the essential 9 clues to get you there.

Your struggles have not been your fault.

I do understand because I’ve been there too.

If ever you’ve been disillusioned about life and how it’s treated you, when your back is to the wall, when all else has failed, here is your way to go.

Like when all your plans and dreams and goals have been taken from you.

It’s time for a new way forward that honors you and your uniqueness.

Why is nobody talking about this?

Why are so many people being left to struggle to survive?

Don’t you have a dream?

Haven’t you ever wondered what happened to your childhood passions?

Have you been waiting what seems to be forever for that windfall, that lottery win that would take you out of all this?

Well, I’ve done it, and I’ve written my amazing story, of living the Fairy Tale, the dream come true, found my sea change, with nothing.

There’s nothing to do except do things different, see things different.

And allow serendipity to emerge.

Simple as that.

And I’ve done it.

I’m a reclusive writer, an introvert, the anti-hero who’d prefer to live in peace out of the limelight.

From my rather unexpected and unplanned world adventure I’ve identified 9 secret hints, or clues, to show you the way.

You’ll find each of my 9 life changing hints or clues at the end of each of the first 9 chapters.

Read the book, test the hints, go for the dream.

Called ‘Man Steps Off Planet‘ your can order your copy here.

Here’s where to find the 244 page book (click here).

It’s a secret that I lived and emerged into a whole new quality of life.

Plus my world adventure non-fiction book is a great read.

“You have discerned an amazing story,” says Writer’s Digest.

One final secret.

There’s more to life than meets the eye.

What is it?

Neil Smith

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Could This Be Your Way To The Fairy Tale?

Could this be your way to the Fairy Tale, the sea change, the dream of a life that’s always seemed beyond your reach.

I’ve done it.

Stop where you’re at right now.

If life is not working for you, if you’re not in control, if you’re not happy with your life, then consider a new way of life that works.

Without the money worries, where trust is the new currency.

Without the games where you’re not in control of your own life and your own destiny.

Your struggles have not been your fault.

But I do understand because I’ve been there too.

If ever you’ve been disillusioned about life and how it’s treated you, when your back is to the wall, when all else has failed, here is your way to go.

Like when all your plans and dreams and goals have been taken from you.

It’s time for a new way forward that honors you and your uniqueness.

Why is nobody talking about this?

Why are so many people being left to struggle to survive?

Don’t you have a dream?

Haven’t you ever wondered what happened to your childhood passions?

Have you been waiting what seems to be forever for that windfall, that lottery win that would take you out of all this?

Here’s the shocking truth.

You know the windfall will probably never come, chances are your money worries will never go away, you’re unlikely ever to be free of the day-to-day boredom of your job.

Well, I’ve done it, and I’ve written my amazing story, of living the Fairy Tale, the dream come true, with nothing.

There’s nothing to do except do things different, see things different.

And allow serendipity to emerge.

Simple as that.

And I’ve done it.

I’m a reclusive writer, an introvert, the anti-hero who’d prefer to live in peace out of the limelight.

From my rather unexpected and unplanned world adventure I’ve identified 9 secret hints, or clues, to show you the way.

You’ll find each of my 9 life changing hints at the end of each of the first 9 chapters.

Read the book, test the hints, go for the dream.

Called ‘Man Steps Off Planet‘ your can order your copy here.

Here’s where to find the 244 page book (click here).

It’s a secret that I lived and emerged into a whole new quality of life.

Plus my world adventure non-fiction book is a great read.

“You have discerned an amazing story,” says Writer’s Digest.

One final secret.

There’s more to life than meets the eye.

What is it?

Neil Smith

Order your copy of ‘Man Steps Off Planet’ here.

Read in your browser here.

To follow my blog scroll down and click the Follow button.

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Read What I Did To Survive Loss.

Sheltered under tall eucalypts my home was a friend’s old caravan lazing outside the gate of their home at the end of the road in a small country town in the hills. Its condition and location were a metaphor for how things had worked out for me.

The roof leaked.

The water pump was broken.

The gas stove didn’t work.

Both tires were flat.

The whole thing felt like it might collapse in a heap at any moment. Yet this had become my home and within its thin walls was stored everything I owned.

The scents of nature – pine mixed with eucalypt and, on cooler days, the smoke of wood fires – drifted through on the gentle autumn breezes as if there were no walls at all.

The birds were my neighbors. Squawking galas. Screeching white cockatoos. Cawing crows. Gossiping magpies. And an occasional laughing kookaburra.

I could hear the endless rushing of water from the creek which had cut a deep gully beside the caravan. It was here along Doctor’s Gully some 150 years earlier that Swiss-Italian immigrants first struck gold.

Not so for me.

I’d stand on the footbridge outside my door and be mesmerized by the small waterfall and wonder how in hell I got here. As for the familiar world I knew, well, I’d had no choice but to leave it all behind me. I found myself in another world, a stranger where I didn’t belong.

Or so I thought.

I’d ‘escaped’ to the town of Hepburn Springs, a place of healing to the local aborigines in the Central Highlands of Victoria, Australia, to see if I could do the same.

I was still haunted by the memory of a year ago standing, stunned, on a city street in Melbourne in the fading autumn light. Following a three hour grilling on the ninth floor of the building right behind me, my freelance business of fifteen years and I had just been officially declared bankrupt.

My personal documents, passport, business files, banking records and cheque books, credit cards, pretty much everything that represented who I was, and who I might have been, I’d surrendered to the Official Receiver.

In that moment I had ceased to exist. I had been stripped of my identity and I was nobody. This was an emptiness I could never forget. I just stood there, in shock, watching people rushing off to their homes and families at the end of their day. I had neither. I really thought, in that moment, my life was over.

Bankrupt. It’s something that only happens to other people. But in the last hour or so, I’d become one.

There’s a Buddhist aphorism:

“You have come here to find what you already have.”

Anyone can replicate my solution to losing everything.

I’ve recorded the whole experience in detail in my book ‘Back to the Wall’. To read more or order your copy click here.

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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 Prince & The 2 Convicts Who Stole 10 Yards Of Cotton.

On the very morning the ships of the First Fleet left Portsmouth for New South Wales (Australia) in May of 1787 carrying 736 criminals on board, the Prince of Wales was discussing his debts which had amounted to 161,000 pounds with the Prime Minister, William Pitt.

On that same day two 17 year-old girls were leaving to serve 14 year sentences, effectively life on the other side of the planet, for stealing 10 yards of printed cotton.

The ships sailed from Portsmouth with no greater fanfare than a brief notice in the London Chronicle announcing that early on Sunday 13 May 1787, the fleet had sailed for Botany Bay.

It’s said one woman died of a broken heart even before her ship sailed.

On the other hand many were pleased to be leaving the awful conditions of the jails and hulks behind for a new land of fresh air and open spaces.

All the same many would die in shackles on the terrible journey which took nine months or more around the Cape of Good Hope and across the Roaring Forties.

Others would be flogged for talking of mutiny.

These human lives were of no great concern to those sitting in the Parliament in London or, for that matter, to those on or close to the throne of England.

The Prince of Wales included.

Yet did one of those passengers include an unsuspecting secret child of the Prince being sent as far away as possible to the new convict colony in the antipodes?

My book explores the possibility.

There were eleven vessels in the fleet, six of them transports, three store ships, a supply ship and the flagship.

Upon his arrival in New South Wales in January 1788, Captain Arthur Phillip assumed the position of the first Governor-in-Chief.

The First Fleets sailed from England between 1787 and 1791 bound for New South Wales, as Australia had been named by Captain James Cook, in the land called New Holland by the Dutch (who first landed here in 1606), which some two thousand years ago had been referred to by the Alexandrian geographer Claudius Ptolemy as Terra Australis Incognita, the Unknown South Land.

The name ‘Australia’ first appeared on explorer Matthew Flinders’ map (1801-3) of the first circumnavigation of the continent.

This marked the beginning of a quiet invasion of an already inhabited land by hapless settlers, mostly convicts (often guilty of the pettiest crimes) banished from a homeland of overcrowded jails and hulks on the Thames that cared not of their unknown fate.

They left behind their families and loved ones knowing they would never see them again.

“As the fleet sailed from Table Bay on 12 November,” wrote a leading historian*, “a melancholy reflection obtruded itself on the minds of a few. The land behind them was the abode of a civilized people; before them was the residence of savages. Refreshments and pleasures were to be exchanged for coarse fare and hard labour at New South Wales. All communications with families and friends was now cut off. To some this was an attractive challenge; this leaving behind civilization, this task of exploring a remote and barbarous land, and planting in it the arts of civilization. Others were so overwhelmed by their private anguish that their minds could not soar to such a theme. Whatever the feelings in their hearts, all were sailing ever closer to a country which at that moment belonged, as it had done for countless centuries, to the peoples the white man called ‘Aborigines’.” (*Manning Clark’s History of Australia’, abridged by Michael Cathcart, published by Melbourne University Press 1993. Page 6.)

Phillip named the place Sydney (Sydney Cove) after Lord Sydney, the Secretary of State for the Home Office, and the harbour Port Jackson.

(Extracted from my book ‘Back to the Wall’, Ch. 7, ‘The Mystery of the Mary Ann’, pages 62-4).

(Illustrated above: The all female convict ship of the First Fleet the ‘Lady Penrhyn’.)

Best wishes,
Neil
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