Nanima: Alter of Sacrifice

Here is the next part of Nanima.

Part 2: Spirits Without Bodies

Alter of Sacrifice

Chapter 23: Dibbil-Dibbil

“This is scary,” whispered Luna.

Maliyan laughed but had to agree.

“What if dibbil-dibbil comes out of the cave?” said Luna.

Dibbil-dibbil was an Aboriginal word for evil spirit. The indigenous people were never cave dwellers (probably because of dibbil-dibbil) but they did use them for male initiation ceremonies (also probably because of dibbil-dibbil).

“We’ll run,” said Maliyan.

Luna rolled his eyes. At least, Maliyan assumed that’s what he was doing, but it was too dark to tell. 

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Waldmeer Series—balancing ourselves inside

When are things perfectly balanced on the outside? Rarely. And in those glorious moments when they are, it doesn’t last long. The only viable option is to try and balance ourselves on the inside so that we are not pushed around by what happens outside. Purnima (Book 7 of Waldmeer)

I have been updating the 7-book Waldmeer Series with new covers and other editing. I would so love to share the series with you. It was the love of my creative life for the 5 years it took to write! The cheapest and easiest way to read the whole series (if you are an ebook reader) is Waldmeer Collection (7-books-in-1). Available on AMAZON.

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Nanima: Dump

Chapter 3: Bag of Bones

“Hi, Mary,” said Gary. “How’s your body?”

Not many people ask for personal information about your body so outrightly. Your chiropractor does. Gary called Maliyan by the name she had always used before moving to Nanima and changing to the Aboriginal one. She wasn’t Aboriginal, but she was Australian. As she considered the indigenous people part of her country’s fibre, she felt they were also part of her. She was pretty sure they didn’t feel like that about her, but what we think about ourselves is really the deciding factor.

“Long drive from Oxley,” said Gary. “You didn’t do the five-hour trip this morning?”

Oxley was the English (and commonly used) name of Nanima. It was far enough away from the city to be inaccessible to day-trippers. It meant that the bulk of the people in the sticks were committed to country life. 

“No, I came yesterday,” said Maliyan. “Going back after here. I have a question for you.”

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The Dividing Line: Nannie’s Nest (children’s fiction)

Here is the beginning of my children’s book, The Dividing Line, for the young and their young-at-heart old folk.

Introduction

I have not written for young people before and so we begin two journeys. One is a journey into The Dividing Line and the other is a journey into writing children’s fiction. I hope we all survive both ventures. The Dividing Line is an imaginary tale. I say it is imaginary but, perhaps, other-worldly is more accurate. People call other-worldly places “imaginary” because they think the place is only in someone’s mind. So is life. In our mind. However, so as to not blur the line of sanity and different ways of seeing, I will concede to imaginary—for the time being, that is.

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The Dividing Line (children’s fiction)

As you know, I have started a new fiction book called Nanima in the new year of 2022. What you do not know is that I am also starting a children’s book called The Dividing Line. I have not written for children before. The book will be aimed at 9 to 12-year-olds and their parents. Children are the yea or nay of a story, but adults bring books into the home to be yead or nayed. Although middle-aged children are well capable of reading their own stories, what better way to cement a story into the collective unconscious than to have an adult join the adventure? Leaning on the great children’s books of the past which have become part of our psyche, such as Peter Pan by J. M. Barrie (1911), The Chronicles of Narnia by C. S. Lewis (1950 to 1956), and, in more recent times, the Harry Potter series by J. K. Rowling (1997 to 2007), I begin a journey hitherto not taken and start a story for young people and their young-at-heart old folk. Chapter 1 coming soon!

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Nanima: Discovery

Happy new year, 2022. May you make the most of this year. Here is the beginning of a new story to start the year!

This is not a white story, or a black one. It’s a Spirit story. Nanima

Chapter 1: Nanima

Nanima lay in a pretty-as-a-picture valley at the joining point of two living, breathing rivers. The small country town had an English name, but Nanima was its ancient-as-the-rivers Aboriginal one. 

When discovering it, English explorer, Oxley, said of Nanima, “It is beautifully picturesque.” 

Of course, he didn’t really discover it. Even before the local people knew it, the valley and rivers knew themselves. The idea of discovery and consequent possession is used by those with neither the intelligence nor sensitivity to see the value in lives other than their own. Anyway, the Aboriginal people had a different sense of ownership. There is no need to possess anything when there is access to everything. It is only when someone says that your mother belongs to them that there is a problem. For more than fifty thousand years, there wasn’t a problem. For the last two hundred, there was.

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Waldmeer Series – Combined Volume

The complete 7-book Waldmeer Series is now available as a combined volume of 2 larger paperback books.

“How deeply and unknowingly we are all connected. Life knows us all and plays with our interconnectedness.” From Purnima (final section)

Thank you for journeying with me for the past 5 years of the Waldmeer Series. Your energy has contributed greatly to the evolution and continuation of the series.

Purnima (Book 7 of Waldmeer): Purnima Passage

Chapter 1: Seeing the Totality

A full moon evening, late in May, in Waldmeer:

Purnima means full moon. Full moons are auspicious occasions for new beginnings, and so we begin; again. Merlyn and Gabriel stood awkwardly at the entrance of Twenty Mile Track. Awkward because they barely knew each other, and this seemed too big an adventure for virtual strangers. Nevertheless, there they were, brought together by some unknown force. 

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Pittown (Book 5 of Waldmeer): Moving On

Different and Better

Although there were nicer shops a suburb or two closer to the city, Merlyn made a point of shopping at the Pittown ones. It seemed to her disloyal not to use them. Besides, she found the people interesting. Not infrequently, someone walked past her and turned their head to give her a second look. They looked like they thought they knew her, but then decided that they didn’t. Sometimes, they looked at her quizzically as if they were thinking that she didn’t belong in Pittown.

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