The Old Caravan In The Bush.

26/02/2023 ~ neilwjsmith ~ Leave a comment

That was my home for 5 years.

The blue tarp was to stop the roof from leaking.

A metaphor for my life.

Like a reset.

The old caravan was like a womb and the Wombat Forest was the rest of the world.

What if I could start again.

The typical Mid-Life Crisis.

Is this the chance we all have to reset, to start again?

In the midst of what we already have?

We’ve tested the waters of our chosen career.

Maybe we’ve proved we can do it.

Or not.

Our soul is crying out to be heard.

What are we here for?

What is our true destiny?

Do you have a destiny wanting to speak?

Your caravan in the bush?

I had no choice.

My one-man freelance business went bankrupt.

I lost everything.

I had no choice but to start again.

I had to let go.

There’s a wisdom saying, Buddhist I think . . .

What you let go of, which is truly yours, shall be returned to you tenfold.

It was true for me.

I had to let go.

The Universe is there to support you.

It did me.

May the Force be with you.

I had untold adventures.

Other countries to visit.

Books to write.

Of my stories.

They’re all here.

Your destiny awaits.

Your story.

Waiting to be told.

You’ll need to have it first.

Starting from where you are,

Start and everything else will follow.

It’s my secret.

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith

Had The Adventure. Didn’t Need The Kombi.

24/02/2023 ~ neilwjsmith ~ Leave a comment

I had the adventure.

I didn’t know what hit me.

I was gobsmacked, alone, boke, with not even a Kombi to save me.

I didn’t need it anyhow.

Because, somehow, I had the adventure.

After I went bankrupt.

I’ve written the book to tell you everything that happened.

History.

Romance.

A mystery.

And the paranormal that seemed to have my back as I ventured fourth..

Having lost everything.

Like I was being taken care of because what knew had to be told.

So here’s the thing.

I had uncovered an historical mystery.

A very true story where some lovely people were hurt.

Lovely people who were in the wrong place at the wrong time.

In Regency times.

The late 1700s in Georgian England.

The time when the King was going mad.

When those on or near the throne of England feared for their safety.

Even from losing their head.

This is the hidden story.

Because of what they knew and where they were sitting in or close to Royal circles.

There was strong anti-Catholic sentiment.

The Gordon riots.

Evidence of a secret marriage burned.

And more.

I know all this.

I’ve told it as I uncovered the hidden facts and the trail of where it might have been.

All of this as I struggled with bankruptcy and losing everything.

I encountered twists and turns in every moment.

And paranormal clues that followed my trip everywhere.

Across five countries.

Retracing their steps as I went.

Encountering romantic stopovers.

Meeting interesting people.

Having the adventure of my life.

May I share it with you.

At every stop I take you with me as the adventure unfolds.

I want it to be your adventure too.

Just read the reviews here.

Or buy the book here.

Enjoy the journey with me.

Love and peace,

Neil the Smith

How to Slow or Stop Ageing With This #1 Anti-Ageing Secret.

27/01/2023 ~ neilwjsmith ~ Leave a comment

You may not have heard of “entropy”.

Most people probably haven’t.

Yet you should know and understand the effect of entropy on the ageing process.

More important.

You need to know how you can stop – or delay – the effect of entopy on your mind and body.

Ageing is too important not to understand this.

At any age.

What is entropy?

It’s Newton’s Second Law of Thermodynamics.

That everything rises and falls.

Into chaos.

Disarray.

Rust.

Age.

Ashes to ashes.

The Roman Empire rose and fell.

Pop groups come and go.

Ghost towns once were thriving communities.

Abandoned, weeds grow and buildings fall apart.

Same with our physical bodies.

We need to take care of them so they don’t fall into entropy for as long as possible.

Don’t become like an abandoned building.

Same with our minds.

You need to keep your mind active for as long as possible.

That’s my number one secret of delaying your age.

Entropy.

One key is to feed your mind with positive creative thoughts.

Leading to positive creative activity.

Even after your body has given up.

Here’s a link to help you with your most creative, positive thoug hts.

To stimulate ideas of your mind to keep entropy at bay.

Remember, entropy is your number one enemy of ageing.

At any age.

Don’t accept your true age as a number, a statistic of when you were born.

Your real age is the time you can keep entropy away.

Away from both your body and your mind.

I wish you a long and happy, long life.

Neil the Smith.

Align Yourself to Creation.

15/01/202315/01/2023 ~ neilwjsmith ~ Leave a comment

Live in harmony with Creation.

It’s the secret of Life.

Of survival.

Of long life.

Of natural health.

It’s the secret of you.

To align yourself with Creation.

And it costs nothing.

It’s the secret of living how you were meant to live.

With no big issues.

If you encounter any then you face and overcome them.

It’s the challenge of life.

The adventure.

And it’s why were here.

The meaning of Life.

Simple.

Don’t refuse the adventure.

It’s the Go of the Game.

Start the game and start winning.

You can be the Hero of your own adventure.

Not famous.

Not an influencer.

Only you will know.

Only you can win the game.

But you’ve got to be in the game.

Align yourself with the game now.

Get started and start winning.

But you have to be in the game to win.

Your game is called the Game of Creation.

Start at Go now.

Think about what I’ve said.

Be in it.

Love and peace.

Namaste.

Neil the Smith
My Author Page

PS. Over a thousand years ago, in medieval Britain, the Smiths were the craftsman, the metal smiths, the blacksmiths, who created the basis of society. Today I’m the creator Smith who, as a wordsmith, creates the society (again). With words, not the sword.

There’s Been a Cover-Up. A Royal Cover-Up.

06/01/202306/01/2023 ~ neilwjsmith ~ Leave a comment

There were clues.

Evidence of a cover-up.

Involving the Prince of Wales.

And a Roman Catholic widow.

They were secretly married.

Was it legal?

Were there children?

Legitimate children.

Then where were they?

I think I know.

It’s not where you think.

Buy my 236-page book ‘The Great Regency Cover-Up’ here and enjoy the paranormal adventure across 5 countries.

The Pope said, yes.

The British Parliament said, no.

Who was right?

Everywhere I looked the real evidence was not there.

Vital papers had been burned.

Identities were removed.

The true history had not been told.

I knew they were Royalty.

Yes, that was 250 years ago.

In Regency times.

In England.

But, incredibly, involving the very early days of British settlement in New South Wales (Australia) and New Zealand).

Who would know?

Certainly not the official line.

Not recorded history.

But I had the paranormal clues.

And they gave me enough, like the smoke, that is evidence of there being a fire.

In the end, after considerable research, I found enough smoke to show there must have been a fire.

The Prince of Wales had his position – and his head – on the line,

All good reason for the cover-up.

I understand.

Now, 25 years later, someone wants the truth to out.

Which is where my story becomes truly paranormal.

I can’t claim proof.

That’s been cleverly destroyed.

I can claim evidence like the smoke that gives away a fire.

Read my 236 page book and judge for yourself.

You’ll enjoy the fun and entertaining read.

You’ll ponder the spiritual wisdom as the Truth comes out.

In this sense, it’s a mind/body/spirit story (as well as an historical exposure).

With some romance along the way.

Reader’s Digest said, “You have discerned an amazing story.”

“It’s got everything it needs to be a blockbuster,” they said.

A Royal cover-up which, as you will see, all started with a ghost.

A ghost who appears at Chapter 3 – The Ghost of Granny Fitz’.

Buy the book ‘The Great Regency Cover-Up’ here and enjoy the great read.

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith
My Author Page

How the Paranormal Uncovered a Royal Cover-Up.

04/01/2023 ~ neilwjsmith ~ Leave a comment

Everywhere I looked the evidence was not there.

Vital papers had been burned.

Identities were anonymous.

The truth had not been told.

As if they were nobody.

I knew they were Royalty.

Sure, that was 250 years ago.

In Regency times.

In England.

But, incredibly, involving the very early days of British settlement in New South Wales (Australia) and New Zealand).

Who would know?

Certainly not the official line.

Not recorded history.

But I had the paranormal clues.

And they gave me enough, like the smoke, that is evidence of there being a fire.

In the end, after considerable research, I found enough smoke to show there must have been a fire.

The Prince of Wales had his position – and his head – on the line,

All good reason for the cover-up.

I understand.

Now, 25 years later, someone wants the truth to out.

Which is where my story becomes truly paranormal.

I can’t claim proof.

That’s been cleverly destroyed.

I can claim evidence like the smoke that gives away a fire.

Read my 236 page book and judge for yourself.

You’ll enjoy the fun and entertaining read.

You’ll ponder the spiritual wisdom as the Truth comes out.

In this sense, it’s a mind/body/spirit story (as well as an historical exposure).

With some romance along the way.

Reader’s Digest said, “You have discerned an amazing story.”

“It’s got everything it needs to be a blockbuster,” they said.

A Royal cover-up which, as you will see, all started with a ghost.

A ghost who appears at Chapter 3 – The Ghost of Granny Fitz’.

Buy the book ‘The Great Royal Cover-Up’ here and enjoy the great read.

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith
My Author Page

PS. Illustrated above. an anonymous painting of the ‘Mary Ann’ the only all-female convict to sail from England to New South Wales in 1792 with the Third Fleet.

The Mystery of the ‘Mary Ann’.

29/12/202229/12/2022 ~ neilwjsmith ~ Leave a comment

The ‘Mary Ann’ was an all-female convict ship which had sailed to New South Wales (Australia had not been named yet) as part of the Third Fleet in 1791 “under strange circumstances.”

Strange circumstances?

Although officially one of the Third Fleet the ‘Mary Ann’ sailed independently of the rest of the fleet, leaving England forty days before the first of the other ships. The remaining nine vessels were mostly in a bad state of repair, “mostly old, and the Navy Board’s officers were less than vigilant than usual or had no alternative but to accept vessels that were in poor repair and ill-found.” ^¹

Under the command of her part-owner, Mark Monroe, the 298 ton vessel sailed from England on the 16 February, 1791, arriving in Port Jackson on 9 July. This was the fastest voyage yet made by any ship of the three fleets. Bateson reports a cargo of 150 female convicts but the records of ‘Shipping Arrivals & Departures, Sydney, 1788-1825′^²show this to be incorrect. The ‘Mary Ann’ (officially) carried 141 female convicts, six children and one free woman. Six children and one free woman? She was the only ship in the fleet to carry exclusively female, and no male, convicts.

Read the full expose in my true paranormal mind/body/spirit adventure here.

There were a number of indications of a hasty departure. As reported by Collins, the Master of the ship “had not any private papers on board (but what added to the disappointments everyone experienced), he had not brought a single newspaper, and having been but a few weeks from Greenland before sailing for this country, he was destitute of any kind of information.” ^³

Even more intriguing was an incident reported by Charles Bateson. After a grueling 143 days at sea “possibly because she called at only one port en route to refresh her prisoners with fresh provisions” a very strange thing happened.

“The Master landed a boat in a bay on the coast about 15 miles to the southward of Botany Bay; but no other observation of any consequence to the colony, than that it was a bay in which a boat may land.” ^⁴

Notice it was the Master who landed the boat according to Bateson.

Puzzled by this I wrote to my genealogist in England asking for information about the ‘Mary Ann’.

“There seem to be no ships musters for the ‘Mary Ann’,” he wrote back. “Looked next the embarkations returns for 1791 but there was no mention of the ‘Mary Ann’ … I looked at the Home Office lists for the ‘Mary Ann’ but these give only the list of convicts, so there is something wrong with your data.”

I found the list of female convicts on the ‘Mary Ann’ but none for the free women and child.

So what have we got?

The Master of the ‘Mary Ann’, a female convict ship carrying six children and one free woman, lands a boat on the coast away from the main settlement about fifteen miles from their port of destination, for no apparent reason, even though there must have been many on board who were ill and in need of fresh food and water having stopped only once on the journey. Her departure does not seem to have been recorded in England. No ships musters could be found. She leaves hastily “under strange circumstances” without the usual papers, sailing over a month in advance of the other ships in the fleet and making the trip in record time. The captain also happens to be the part-owner.

Was something fishy going on here?

But that’s not all.

Bateson offers another interesting observation. “Of the ten sail of transports [the Third Fleet] lately arrived, five, after delivering their cargo, were to proceed on the southern whaling fisheries – the ‘Mary Ann’, ‘Matilda’, ‘William and Mary’, ‘Salamanda’ and ‘Brittania’. Two of the whalers, ‘Matilda’ and ‘Mary Ann’, came in from the sea the day on which the others arrived. The former found a boat in a bay on the coast six miles to the southward of Port Stephens …” ^⁵

Port Stephens is some 200 miles to the north of Botany Bay.

Was there some kind of cover-up going on?

I know what was going on and it was a cover-up to save the Prince of Wales’ Skin.

Or maybe his neck.

I wrote the book to answer this and other big questions.

You can buy ‘The Great Regency Cover-Up’ HERE.

Love and Peace.

Neil the Smith

REFERENCES:

1 ‘The Convict Ships’ by Charles Bateson, Naval Historical Society of Australia. Page 131.

2 ‘Shipping Arrivals and Departures, Sydney, 1788-1825’, Roebuck Society, Canberra, 1977.

3 ‘An Account of the English Colony of New South Wales’ by David Collins.

4 Collins.

5Bateson.

I’ve written a true story about a Royal Prince who was smuggled to Australia 250 years ago.

18/12/202218/12/2022 ~ neilwjsmith ~ Leave a comment

There was a cover-up 250 years ago.

A secret marriage.

The Prince of Wales to Maria Fitzherbert.

Was it a legal marriage?

The Pope said yes.

I think a child was born after the marriage.

Or maybe two.

There were questions in Parliament.

The Prince of Wales denied everything.

To save his neck.

Not to mention the fate of his bride.

A Roman Catholic.

Who were unpopular at the time.

There were riots.

And the Crown.

A cover-up for sure.

Then, children.

What to do.

A new penal settlement was being established in Australia.

Called New South Wales then.

Inmates incarcerated in London’s gaols and hulks on the Thames were being sent out often for petty crimes.

They were being sent to the other side of the world.

With no hope of ever returning home.

What if unwanted Royal children could go too.

Smuggled on the First Fleets that sailed from 1787 to 1791.

My book has evidence that children may have been onboard without names.

The all-female convict ship ‘Mary Anne‘ was one.

That’s her on the cover of my book.

Now here’s the thing.

Was a British Royal sent to Australia anonymously.

As a mere child.

And where is he or she.

What became of him or her.

Maybe I know.

Buy the book and read for yourself.

“It’s got everything it needs to be a blockbuster,” said Writer’s Digest.

It’s a “fun and entertaining” book, said another reviewer.

Certainly not dull and boring history.

More autobiographical with unexpected twists and turns.

Buy your copy here.

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith.

How to Make Good Stuff Happen.

16/12/202216/12/2022 ~ neilwjsmith ~ Leave a comment

Think about it

That’s the eternal secret of making stuff happen.

It’s the eternal secret of health.

Thought.

That’s it.

What you think is what you get.

Thoughts in, reality out.

Your thoughts create your reality.

It’s the hidden secret of the word ‘abracadabra’.

The magic wand of life.

I’ve written a small but powerful book ‘Romancing Your Life. Changing The World.’

About how your thoughts are creating your reality.

And more.

Look for the secret message at the front that’s the abracadabra moment for everything.

Every day, every minute, we’re being hit with thoughts that are not real.

But that’s what is creating our reality.

Drama.

Conflict.

Bullying.

People being unkind to people.

That’s what is creating your reality.

You can change that now.

Watch what you think.

Don’t watch the evening news.

Because it’s creating your reality.

What you think is what you get.

Think big but think nice.

You could change the world.

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith

PS. Buy my new life-changing book here.

Introducing the Abracadabra Moment.

27/11/202227/11/2022 ~ neilwjsmith ~ Leave a comment

You can do magic.

Just by using words.

Is this what the word ‘abracadabra’ really means.

That every day, in every moment, we’re doing our own magic with our words.

Preposterous?

I believe it’s a hidden meaning of the famous words.

In any language.

Our words create thoughts.

Thoughts have power.

Just by speaking them.

I call it the ‘Abracadabra Moment’.

We do it all the time.

Usually without thinking we’re thinking it.

It’s the secret of abracadabra.

It’s the principle of the Law of Attraction.

Say the words we wish to attract often – and words we don’t even think to attract – and that’s what we attract.

To give you an example, in every moment of our waking lives the media is bombarding us with words.

It’s those words – and all the others – that create an ‘abracadabra moment’ every day of our waking lives.

But we don’t realise it.

Even our critical words directed at our kids are creating their reality.

Even though it’s not our intention.

Sad.

Because those words all create reality.

Our own and that of our innocent kids.

Think about it.

Here are positive messages we can use to create wonderful ‘abracadabra moments’.

For ourselves and our kids.

Think about it.

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith.

PS Follow my Soul Blog here.

Was This The Ghost of The Prince’s Mistress? Or Wife?

22/11/202222/11/2022 ~ neilwjsmith ~ Leave a comment

There has been an unsolved mystery, and closely guarded secret, from the time of George the Fourth, Prince of Wales.

Was he married to this Roman Catholic widow?

Legitimately.

And did they have children?

Legitimately.

Heirs to the throne of England.

Would this have changed the course of history?

Two hundred years or so later there have been many attempts to answer those questions.

None very convincingly.

Have I uncovered a somewhat more convincing case.

Re-opened by a ghost.

A ghost whose story I stumbled upon while living, broke, in an old caravan parked by the roadside in a country town in the Australian bush.

Which led me on an amazing adventure across five countries seeking answers to the cover-up.

Here’s my true and shocking paranormal story.

Paranormal, yes.

About a ghost, yes.

Leading to genuine historical evidence to support the yes and yes case.

I’ve written the book called ‘The Great Regency Cover-Up’.

Order your copy now and see for yourself.

Love and peace.

Neil the Smith

PS. Buy the book HERE.

Urban Nomad. Who is the Smith?

16/11/2022 ~ neilwjsmith ~ Leave a comment

I am the Smith.

I am the author.

Why ‘the Smith’?

The smiths were the crafters, the metal smiths, the blacksmiths, the makers of Medieval Britain a thousand years ago.

I am the wordsmith.

I’ve written and self-published 8 autobiographical books.

Click or tap the image above to see.

This smith has lived everywhere.

Over 50 dwellings have been my home.

An ancient aboriginal corroboree ground in a wilderness area known as Fairy Hills where the creek met the river was my first memory of life.

And only a few kilometres from the Melbourne CBD.

I’ve just learned they’ve been digging up ancient aboriginal artifacts that suggest this.

I’ve lived with psychics and healers.

And sat with mediums or channels.

I’ve lived with a Reiki Master in New York.

With a Roman Catholic nurse in the north of Italy.

With a Buddhist in the UK.

My lawyer was an Atheist.

I didn’t live with him.

I ran my own freelance copywriting business. in the ’70s

In 1972 I won an award for the best television campaign of the year for a brand of meat pies and donuts.

I was a New Age hippie.

We knew about climate change 50 years ago.

A group of us started a commune on 40 acres north of Melbourne to become self-sufficient and live off the grid.

A year later we’d failed.

I helped launch Animal Liberation here.

Our patron was Peter Singer, who was then Professor of Bioethics at Harvard., and wrote the book ‘Animal Liberation’.

45 years later it’s still active today.

I was the first member of the Permaculture Association.

Which, started by two Tasmanian academics in the late ’70s, today is changing the world

Now there are over one million people certified in Permaculture in over 140 countries with more than 4,000 projects on the ground.

I went bankrupt.

An article I researched and wrote 35 years ago – about the Swiss and Italian gold miners who came to Australia in the 1850s – triggered the launch of a Swiss-Italian Festa which is still running every year today in a local spa resort town.

Their story is in my book here.

I ran a social group called ‘The Springs Whole Health Group’.

We never ran out of guest speakers on healing topics, from ley lines to chemical sensitivity, who I’d enjoy interviewing every month before our next meeting.

Then I would write an article for the local paper which they always published on page 3 or 5.

This while living frugally in an old caravan parked at the end of a street in the spa resort town.

Over 5 years I became known as the man in the van.

I studied many spiritual philosophies.

I studied Religious Experience as an off campus mature age student at Uni –

The Christian Mystics

The Hindu Bhagavad-Gita.

Australian Aboriginal Dreaning.

I practiced Yoga for 50 years from wherever I called home.

Briefly I joined the Theosophical Society in Melbourne, with headquarters in Adyar, India, with the motto ‘There is no religion higher than Truth’.

I met and befriended the Librarian of the Melbourne branch, a Wise Woman, who taught me how and where and why to search for Truth.

What is Truth?

For a time I was married and today have the pleasure of a beautiful family of 2 lovely daughters, 3 adorable granddaughters and 2 mischievous great grandsons.

I’m truly blessed

Visit my 8 fun and entertaining autobiographical books on my Author Page here.

You can find more of my adventures in my autobiographical books.

Namaste.

Neil the Smith (author)

PS. I recommend – ‘Our Thoughts Can Change The World’ (104 pages) and The Great Regency Cover-Up’ (236 pages). Buy both now and pay less P&P.