A contemplative journey of spiritual evolution, soulful relationships, and the healing power of nature.
Spanning four deeply personal and spiritually rich books—Nanima, Geboor, Sonder, and The Flat—this series follows Maliyan, an insightful and grounded seeker whose path unfolds across the quiet towns and wild landscapes of rural Australia.
Through shifting relationships, ancestral stirrings, and encounters with both seen and unseen guides, Maliyan’s life becomes a mirror for our own inner transformation. Alongside her are Luna—intuitive, witty, and playfully avoidant as he learns to love truly—and Bell-Bell, whose brilliance and volatility reflect the challenges of change and the yearning for wholeness.
The Nanima Series offers not just a story, but a spiritual companion. It invites you to walk the path of growth, to listen deeply to the land and your own spirit, and to remember that evolution is both quiet and profound.
The Nanima Series begins in a small country town where the river has a name, the mountain has a memory, and the dead stop to chat. From that world grew four books and a cast of people you won’t easily forget. Luna, the cafe owner who could charm anyone except himself, and who loved Maliyan in the best way he knew how: sideways, spontaneously, erratically, but wholeheartedly. Bell-Bell, named by a river, brilliant and volatile, painfully becoming herself. Uncle Clarence, nearly ninety, walking the cemetery to visit his mates because the dead are better company than you’d think. Barry, the deaf pensioner who wanted to dance with his healer. And Robert, who stacked firewood in the dark and told stories about condemned men that silenced everything else.
These aren’t characters who arrive at peace and stay there. They circle, retreat, surprise you, and come back changed. It’s the kind of series you re-read not for plot so much as that you want to be back in that world — sitting on the Bell with Maliyan, or at Luna Tiks with Iggy’s paw on the invisible line. It’s fiction that takes the invisible world as seriously as the visible one, where a mountain can speak, the dead are not gone, and love between two people can be real without being nameable.
