Enanika: Close Call

Here are the next chapters of Enanika. They are the last chapters of Part 1, and the last ones to be shared until Enanika is published later in 2026. You can currently read all of Part 1 here.

Chapter 17: The Falls

When Anu woke, she stood and moved with ease. Her body, she realised, was unnoticeable — as young bodies generally are.

After several weeks of being sixty-six-year-old Anna, she had returned to thirty-three-year-old Anu during the night.

Which was just as well, because she and Enlan had decided to go back to Fat Cow Falls that day. Enlan had been feeling very Earthbound and hoped he could connect with Enanika again in the pool. The cliff would be far easier for Anu to navigate than Anna.

“Have you lost something?” Enlan asked when they met at the entrance to the falls.

Anu frowned slightly and tilted her head.

“No. I don’t think so.”

He smiled, waiting. “A few years, maybe.”

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Enanika: Anu Answering to Anna

Here’s the next section of Enanika, the visionary fiction I’m currently writing. But first, let’s take a look at the book so far.

Enanika follows Anu, a female from an advanced planet that resembles Earth. She comes here on a mission and must live within the density of our dimensions while maintaining her Nanik consciousness.

Alongside her is Enlan, also from Enanika. Unlike Anu, he adapts quickly to life on Earth. He works, relates, and lives as people do here. They were not meant to be on Earth at the same time — yet life had other plans.

Chapter 13: Taking a Train Ride

Naniks are used to time travel. They often play with it during their inter-dimensional ventures. However, as a general rule, they return to their “set” age — whatever technical age they currently hold on Enanika.

They do not experience time as a straight line. Past and future are not understood as places far behind or far ahead, even though Naniks sometimes speak about them that way for ease of communication. Time is viewed as something immediate and concurrent.

Like a train journey.

Imagine sitting on one of those old country trains — the kind with wooden seats and a gentle rocking motion. Outside the window, fields slide past. Small farms appear and disappear. A quiet town drifts into view, and for a moment, you glimpse a baker’s shop or a person standing in a garden. Some stations pass without stopping. At others, the train pauses briefly, just long enough to notice children waving, or someone waiting on the platform.

All of these scenes exist at once, stretched out across the land. The train doesn’t create them. It simply allows you to see them one by one. The one-by-one sequence gives the illusion of time passing.

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Enanika: When Time Does the Travelling

Here are the next chapters of the book I’m currently writing — Enanika: Visionary Fiction. As the summer crowds leave Milkwood, Anu feels the gap between herself and Enlan growing. Enlan sinks further into Earth life, and his connection to Enanika is slipping. Anu continues her astral journeys to the Hermitage of Ling-Shi-La, a place beyond time. But on this visit, she encounters an unexpected problem — one that will add to the tension already unfolding between her and Enlan.

Chapter 10: Earth Bound

Three months had passed. 

It was approaching the end of January, and Milkwood exhaled. The summer holiday deluge of Christmas, New Year, and the long school break eased as the new school year drew closer. 

In the cafe, orders came a little more slowly. People stood at the counter a little longer. There were more familiar faces and fewer unfamiliar ones. 

Milkwood always had visitors. It was that kind of town. On any given day, there were groups of women in their fifties on weekend getaways, walking slowly, laughing loudly, lingering over menus. There were young couples who had driven out from the city for a second or third date, treating the drive as part of the special romance. There were thirty-year-old dreamers who peered out cafe windows and imagined their one-day move to the country. There were older couples — well-dressed, unhurried — moving in and out of shops, touching things, considering, buying art and luxuries. And there were honeymooners. 

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Enanika: Visionary Fiction—The Roof of the World

In Chapters 8 and 9 of Enanika, Anu is drawn far beyond the quiet streets of Milkwood into one of the most ancient spiritual landscapes on Earth — Tibet, the roof of the world. At the Hermitage of Ling-Shi-La and later at the Sanctuary of Zamsar, she encounters a living spiritual lineage that once shaped, and still shapes, the energetic evolution of Earth. These chapters move between worlds — Milkwood and the Himalayas, present and past — revealing doorways into the sacred. While the Hermitage offers transmission, the Sanctuary offers a love story.

Chapter 8: The Hermitage of Ling-Shi-La

Anu’s day in Milkwood had been simple: a short shift at the cafe, a quiet walk home, and the soft murmuring of Fat Cow Creek as she settled into bed. She didn’t exactly slip into sleep. Instead, she slipped out of her body. 

The heaviness of Earth fell away. The rolling hills of Milkwood faded into the distance. She was astral travelling, moving through layers of light — a thin veil. The air thickened again. Weight entered her limbs. Her feet struck solid ground. She inhaled sharply and felt cold air. 

Her body had reformed on a narrow path carved into a cliff face. Below was a drop so deep the bottom dissolved into haze. Huge rocks jutted outward, shielding her ledge from the worst of the icy hurricane gusts. A voice rose from the cliffs below, steady and calm. 

“Downwards, child. Not upwards. The path is here.”

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Enanika: Visionary Fiction—Seed of Life

In Chapters 4 and 5 of Enanika, we learn of the ancient Seed of Life sculpture and the frequency technology that links worlds. Anu discovers that Earth carries a more intimate connection to Enanika than she realised.

Chapter 4: Seed of Life Sculpture

Closing the door of her cottage, with one last lingering look at her cosy, dear home, Anu greeted the callboy.

“Morning. You’re early.”

“Never early or late,” he replied with a wink. “Always right on time.”

She fell into step beside him as they walked towards the hilltop. The air was still and honey-scented. The moss beneath them was soft, absorbing the sound of their footsteps.

“I see you’re travelling via the Seed of Life sculpture,” said the callboy. “Not a ship?”

“I prefer the subtle to the showy,” said Anu.

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Enanika: Visionary Fiction—Shifting Orbits

In Chapters 2 and 3 of Enanika, we move further into Anu’s world. Something is shifting — the theatrical callboy appears more often than chance would allow. As Anu prepares for her journey, the threads of a larger unfolding begin to unravel.

Chapter 2: Shifting Orbits

As Anu was about to make her way home, she thought she saw the callboy at the far end of the market. He was a distinctive figure in a red, old-fashioned theatrical coat and a feathered hat. A sash was draped across his shoulder, patterned with the shifting glyphs of destination points. She had seen him a few times lately, each sighting sooner than the last. That meant the time was fast approaching. There were many callboys, callgirls, and call-creatures, but the one for Earth was the theatrical callboy.

The homeward path was lined with trees whose leaves shimmered with inner light. Anu’s home was built of wood and stone, and, like most others, merged seamlessly with the landscape. Inside, the furnishings were made of a nano-material that changed form as needed. A table, chairs, and bed would materialise when required, then dissolve back into the wall when not. 

Anu put her vegetables into a bowl, which cooked them instantly, each to its own unique requirements. She sat in her soft mauve chair, eating her meal, gazing out the window, and mentally preparing for her upcoming trip to Earth. 

Even though it was her choice — and her excitement — to go, it wasn’t an easy adventure. Just to be offered the opportunity, she had to prove she was capable. Had the elders deemed the mission detrimental to her, they would have suggested a different destination — an “easier”, more evolved planet — or extended her training. 

Her preparation for Earth had spanned many years. Although Anu had already completed several supervised visits to Earth, this would be her first time travelling alone.

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Enanika: Visionary Fiction—The Marketplace

🌍✨ A new story begins…

It’s always an exciting moment to begin a new story.
Here is the start of my new fiction series, Enanika.
It carries the same mystical, otherworldly tone as the Waldmeer Series—yet it’s set in a completely different world. 🌿🕊️

In the opening chapter of Enanika, we meet Anu in her natural world — a peaceful, advanced planet where telepathy is normal, harmony is effortless, and daily life moves with an inner hum of presence.

Chapter 1: The Marketplace

Moving with untroubled ease through the open-air market, Anu’s short chestnut bob brushed just above her shoulders. Sunlight caught her blue eyes, clear as the surface of a calm mountain lake. 

Anu was thirty-three.

On Enanika, age does not carry the same weight as it does on Earth. Time is not something accumulated so much as something moved within. Even so, there is a specialness about thirty-three in both worlds. On Earth, it marks the settling of adulthood, when certain things — for good or bad — begin to solidify. On Enanika, it is also a threshold: a time when what had been practised, learned, and played with can now be lived, explored, and embodied in new, profound, and challenging ways. It is a gateway.

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Parallel Realities and Fiction

In the realm of fiction, some stories do more than momentarily entertain — they open a door to a parallel reality. One such story is James Hilton’s Lost Horizon, the book that introduced Shangri-La to the world in 1933. I read it in my early twenties, and it never left me.

Shangri-La is a mystical, timeless valley hidden high in the Tibetan mountains — a place of serene beauty and profound peace, where people live in harmony and age almost imperceptibly. It is a true sanctuary of deep stillness and gentle happiness.

Though the main character, Conway, was persuaded to leave Shangri-La, the moment he returned to the outside world, he was filled with a deep, unshakable longing to find his way back. I had the same feeling — a deep longing to return.

This is the power of well-crafted fiction — the ability to open a doorway to parallel realities. When we talk about writing fiction, we often think of it as inventing stories from imagination. But there’s another way to see it. Good fiction writers aren’t simply creating imaginary worlds out of nothing. They’re tuning into other concurrent realities. Most people assume that there is just one reality. But those on the spiritual path understand that existence has many layers. A skilled writer can attune to those layers. The world they write about is real in its own dimension.

The 4-book Nanima Series is Now Complete

The fourth and final book of the Nanima SeriesThe Flat, is now complete and available. It is deeply satisfying to finish not just The Flat, but the whole series, which has been a friend, confidant, and challenge for the past four years.

Spanning four deeply personal and spiritually rich books—Nanima, Geboor, Sonder, and The Flat—the series follows Maliyan, an insightful and grounded seeker whose path unfolds across the quiet towns and wild landscapes of rural Australia.

The first book, Nanima, was inspired by the rural area my family comes from in NSW, Australia. When I began writing the second book, Geboor, I moved from the city to country Victoria. It and the following books were shaped by the two rural towns I’ve lived in since then.

Alongside Maliyan 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. 

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The Flat (Book 4 of Nanima Series): Paperboy (Chapters 1 to 2)

Here is the beginning of The Flat (Book 4 of the Nanima Series).

PAPERBOY

Chapter 1: Happy Dreams

“Happy dreams,” said Luna as he opened the bedroom door for Iggy to enter. 

“Sleep well,” said Maliyan as she headed for the bathroom. 

“I will,” said Luna. “The night is so quiet at your house that I feel like I’m in a cocoon.”

He was used to the hustle and bustle, traffic and horns, yelling and late-night laughing of inner-city life.

At the end of his Christmas holiday break, Luna was ready to tell Maliyan that he never left for the northern city and was still in the southern one near her. When he initially decided to move back north, he gave notice on his flat. By the time he decided that he was no longer going, his flat had been leased to someone else, so he was homeless. Maliyan offered him her spare room, assuming he wouldn’t take it. He did take it. The last time they lived together was summer, two years ago, in Nanima, in the shophouse of Luna Tiks.

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