tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603Fri, 01 Nov 2024 10:34:13 +0000bookbook mysteriesparanormal mysteriesIitalian romanceTao philosophyaustralian mysteriesghosts mysteriesmystical meaningromantic ebookstrue mysteriesAmstradAustraliaBooksLocoscriptMacintoshMicrosoftMicrosoft WindowsOperating systemPersonal computerSouthern Oceannon-fiction bookBLOG SIZE EXCERPTS FROM MY NON-FICTION BOOK 'THE MYSTERY OF GRANNY'S GHOST'http://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)Blogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603.post-4413125289562054818Sat, 27 Jul 2013 01:23:00 +00002016-08-03T09:30:16.592+10:00AmstradAustraliabookbook mysteriesBooksLocoscriptMacintoshMicrosoftMicrosoft Windowsnon-fiction bookOperating systemparanormal mysteriesPersonal computerSouthern Ocean After my world travels and romantic adventures - with nothing - and following clues to the mystery, being in Rome (above) was just an unreal memory, I was exhausted and ready to just stop. I set out to find a new home where I could write my book. A psychic had told me of a 'Place in the Sun' where I would write this book I didn't even know I was going to write. Yes, there was my 'Place in the http://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/2013/07/the-book-that-took-10-years-to-write.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603.post-7061233458438708980Fri, 20 Apr 2007 06:04:00 +00002016-07-03T17:06:04.681+10:00australian mysteriesbookbook mysteriesghosts mysteriesIitalian romancemystical meaningparanormal mysteriesromantic ebooksTao philosophytrue mysteriesUnder different circumstances this might have been the perfect life that everyone dreams of, living in The Three Bears' Cottage, with its garden pond and nature sprites, its painted mushrooms and other garden figures, living in idyllic bliss in the hills. Wasn't this the dream I had always dreamed? But no. In spite of the magical and peaceful setting on two acres this next six months turned out http://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/2007/04/012-my-new-world-of-water-sprites.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603.post-4771211120364962292Thu, 12 Apr 2007 02:59:00 +00002016-07-03T17:06:26.385+10:00australian mysteriesbookbook mysteriesghosts mysteriesIitalian romancemystical meaningparanormal mysteriesromantic ebooksTao philosophytrue mysteries Those three sad lonely months passed slowly. Eventually the time came for me to vacate the small holiday flat to make way for the holiday season in the hills. I ran an ad in the local paper asking if anyone had a furnished room to rent. I had no replies. It was all I could afford and I had no furniture. This was the second time in three months I had been acutely aware of being homeless. And http://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/2007/04/011-three-bears-cottage.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603.post-1859820414592096115Fri, 06 Apr 2007 00:36:00 +00002016-07-03T17:06:49.910+10:00australian mysteriesbookbook mysteriesghosts mysteriesIitalian romancemystical meaningparanormal mysteriesromantic ebooksTao philosophytrue mysteries Okay. I had to learn a new set of rules for living on $A25 ($US18) a week from my meager government welfare payment after allowing for the small rental on the holiday flat in Hepburn Springs. At the supermarket I would apply my first rule of survival - nothing over $2. My second rule became - once around the aisles for what I wanted then around again to put back what I could do without. It was http://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/2007/04/010-choosing-whether-to-live-or-die.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603.post-8723581743299481182Sat, 24 Mar 2007 06:35:00 +00002016-07-03T17:07:32.046+10:00australian mysteriesbookbook mysteriesghosts mysteriesIitalian romancemystical meaningparanormal mysteriesromantic ebooksTao philosophytrue mysteries I discovered another form of self-healing at the Book Barn. Perched on the edge of Lake Daylesford this delightful well-stocked used book shop was owned by another refugee from the city. Kerry had been in the retail book business in Sydney and his wife had been a television producer. Their Book Barn on the shore of this picturesque lake was a delight to visit as a destination for my regular http://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/2007/03/009-my-manhattan-premonition.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603.post-3885010906417896238Mon, 22 Jan 2007 21:59:00 +00002016-07-03T17:07:54.077+10:00australian mysteriesbookbook mysteriesghosts mysteriesIitalian romancemystical meaningparanormal mysteriesromantic ebooksTao philosophytrue mysteries For three sad and lonely months the Springs Park became my second home. As the days became colder I found within the park a source of great comfort: the Spa Complex. Located within the park itself, right on the bank of Spring Creek, the original Bath House was designed in the mid-1800s by a Swiss Architect for the gold miners drawn to the area during the Gold Rush. The new modern complex had http://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-spa-therapy-saved-my-life.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603.post-8977490447384973244Thu, 18 Jan 2007 23:32:00 +00002016-07-03T17:08:18.537+10:00australian mysteriesbookbook mysteriesghosts mysteriesIitalian romancemystical meaningparanormal mysteriesromantic ebooksTao philosophytrue mysteries As autumn slowly passed I'd spend most days in the park reflecting on my shattered past. But there were occasional episodes to brighten my days. Like the Sulphur Spring that smelled and tasted like rotten eggs. Here's my amusing little story. There were four springs in the park each with a predominant mineral. I'd bottle my own mineral water here from the hand pump at the far end of the park http://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/2007/01/007-mineral-springs-can-be-amusing.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603.post-7260997402648207672Sat, 06 Jan 2007 08:04:00 +00002016-07-03T17:08:38.396+10:00australian mysteriesbookbook mysteriesghosts mysteriesIitalian romancemystical meaningparanormal mysteriesromantic ebooksTao philosophytrue mysteries Next morning I sat myself down on the seat in front of the flats. The mountain air was crisp and damp. I felt numbed by the thought that this morning I had woken to another world, a new life, a different me. The world was still the same. Only I had changed. Shrouded in mist the narrow main street descended from the higher ground at Daylesford, twin town of Hepburn Springs, down to the valley http://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/2007/01/006-waking-to-new-world-and-new-life.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603.post-5296830342483155458Fri, 29 Dec 2006 22:43:00 +00002016-07-03T17:09:28.260+10:00australian mysteriesbookbook mysteriesghosts mysteriesIitalian romancemystical meaningparanormal mysteriesromantic ebooksTao philosophytrue mysteries As I drove into the small hamlet of Glenlyon, with its avenue of magnificent old oaks lining the road through the town, my car seemed to stop of its own accord outside what used to be "our cottage" beside the general store (photo below). How I desperately wanted to drive in through the rusty old gate, unpack the car and settle in for the rest of my life. General Store, Glenlyon, Victoria, http://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/2006/12/005-dreams-and-wishes.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603.post-8091291676158783067Sat, 16 Dec 2006 08:18:00 +00002016-07-03T17:09:51.458+10:00australian mysteriesbookbook mysteriesghosts mysteriesIitalian romancemystical meaningparanormal mysteriesromantic ebooksTao philosophytrue mysteries Darkness descended. Patches of fog brushed past me as I climbed higher into the hills. Is this how it feels when you die, I wondered? First the sense of loss, of leaving everything familiar behind, without any choice? Letting go of everything you own? Leaving your loved ones behind? Then a journey through the darkness and the fog. The uncertainty of not knowing what lay ahead. Leaving the http://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/2006/12/004-dreams-we-often-get-wrong.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603.post-5105103244177229805Sun, 10 Dec 2006 05:37:00 +00002016-07-03T17:10:18.103+10:00australian mysteriesbookbook mysteriesghosts mysteriesIitalian romancemystical meaningparanormal mysteriesromantic ebooksTao philosophytrue mysteries Bankrupt. It's something that only happens to other people. But in the last houror so, I'd become one. Both new identity and sentence. I felt very different. The sun was setting as I strolled to my car. There is was parked at the kerb like every other car. Except for one noticeable difference. Mine was the family sedan loaded to the roof with all my worldly belongings. But for pots and pans http://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/2006/12/003-night-i-travelled-back-in-time.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603.post-8487330977004686387Tue, 05 Dec 2006 22:44:00 +00002016-07-03T17:10:42.694+10:00australian mysteriesbookbook mysteriesghosts mysteriesIitalian romancemystical meaningparanormal mysteriesromantic ebooksTao philosophytrue mysteries Sheltered under tall eucalypts and towering pines my home was a friend's old caravan lazing outside the gate of their home in a small country town in the Australian bush. It's condition was a metaphor for how things had worked out for me. The water pump was broken. The gas stove didn't fire. The roof leaked and was covered by a huge blue tarpaulin. The tyres were both flat. Its usefulness had http://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/2006/12/002-my-new-home-in-australian-bush.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37275603.post-7688743536570175417Mon, 04 Dec 2006 03:57:00 +00002016-07-03T17:11:02.944+10:00australian mysteriesbookbook mysteriesghosts mysteriesIitalian romancemystical meaningparanormal mysteriesromantic ebooksTao philosophytrue mysteries  This is me on the Italian Riviera. I came to Italy with nothing and lived for four months like an Italian movie star. How come? Well, this is my story. How my moderately successful life as a freelance copywriter crash landed and left me homeless, jobless, partnerless and penniless. I lost everything. English: A 4x4 segment panorama of the Coliseum at dusk. Taken by myself with ahttp://nakedsurvivor.blogspot.com/2006/12/001-my-ten-year-adventure-with-nothing.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)