My Winter Essentials

Ceramic wall to ceiling low combustion wood heater in main living area.

Brick low combustion wood heater in second living area.

Wood stove in main kitchen area. Backed by electric hot plates. We intend to burn this only when the temperature is below zero. This is further backed by a gas stove in the summer kitchen.

As you can see, we intend to live quite humble in the old village cottage. The window, naturally, is double glazed, six paneled with each panel individually opening, quite unique in the village. The window looks onto the main street, just opposite the bus stop, connecting us to either Esztergom or Budapest, a bit too far for the horses.

The Angel of Domos

Went on a four hour hiking/pilgrimage to the Domos region of the Pilis. My historian friend and neighbor took me to a sacred site where the Blessed Virgin had once appeared and to partake of the healing spring of clear water that appeared there after the apparition.

It helps to actually visualize the water entering your system energized and alive with healing vitality. I usually visualize the water green, which I know is the color of healing, as I can see green clouds in hospital wards, which also is the color of nature, and also that of the Virgin who is closely associated with nature, as well as the Biblical 'Host', or the kingdoms of the nature spirits and Devas.

The place was absolutely charming, like an enchanted forest, with this magical spring flowing gently out of one of the surrounding mountains.  The water was sweet and uncontaminated.  It was nice to see high quality crafted benches erected there for the weary pilgrim by another Hungarian psychic and healer as well as author, and with whom I have not yet had the chance to make contact with.  When Spirit decides, we will.  Everything else has fallen into perspective, where even strangers are perplexed by the weird coincidences.

While there, and purifying the atmosphere with a bit of cigarette smoke, seated on Andrew's expensive contribution to Hungary, we watched several people come and collect water - mainly locals or of the surrounding area, as it is a bit off the beaten track.  There was one local that really impressed me.  She was a middle aged female and she related to me an experience she had some years ago while partaking of the water.  She told me that man, surrounded in light, had once suddenly appeared, came up to her and firmly pressed a crucifix into her hand, saying, "may this always protect you," and just as suddenly disappeared again.  She has been returning to this spring daily ever since. 

Her story reminded me of my chance encounters with another elderly lady, Pearl, on Margit Island and in Budapest who had a similar experience.  Being well experienced in these affairs, I certainly have absolutely no reason to doubt them.  Especially in Domos, where the real kingdom of Buda once existed, a place purified by the old Pauline Monks of Hungary of medieval times.

The Old Taltos Woman

This is the third time she has approached us unexpectedly.  Taltos is the Hungarian equivalent to a Shaman.  This is no longer mere coincidence.  This time she came to us while on Margret Island.  We never have a chance to speak as she just talks, talks and talks.  If I need to say something, or ask her something, I need to practically shout as she can barely hear.  But that's fine.  When she talks, its no ordinary mundane talk, but a talk of intense wisdom only one of the higher knowledge can obtain.  She seems to address all the questions that I quietly have within myself concerning my investigations, this time, King Matthias' Black Army, Sigismund's Order of the Dragon and the fate of Prince Vlad Dracula.  I like her wry smile when she looks at me…knowing my connection with that era.  She seems to know all the answers that I need, without asking, and she gives them freely.  She is sent to us to assist.

The freaks don't give up

Another night of demonic attack.  It lasted for about 20 hours.  They are getting filthier and filthier with what comes out of the mouth.  My reaction was angry…disgusted…but controlled.  They know exactly what your weak points are and what to say.  It is well placed psychological attack.  They are aware that I know they are acting through her…but that does not stop them…they just want me to leave.  It's her they want and not me.  I put 2,000 Euros in the pocket…angry enough to find a room for the night and book a ticket for the first plane back to Australia, to a quiet life.  I was foiled again as I left my leaving too late and the motel was closed.

The Ignorant Waitress

Spent a nice few hours walking through the snow on Margit Sziget. Is this really where she lived? Some say the real sziget was up near the Duna Bend. Earlier name "Rabbit Island." Why? Where's all the rabbits? Went to Nyugati pu to check time table for train to Esztergom. Bought a coffee and got dish water. These cafes really need to learn how to make coffee. In Australia they would be bankrupt and their rude waitresses out of work.

Turkish coffee…spit..spit…in Australia I used Turkish coffee to get rid of unwanted guests.

Stupid waitress…telling a customer in not an endearing way "they come from the west and settle in Hungary."  Called her over and asked if her parents were Hungarian.  Yes, she said.  Oh, I said, I thought you were Slav, or something.  My parents are from the Ukraine, she answered.  Ahhh, I thought so.  You see my companion, I said, she has dual citizenship. She is from the Arpad bloodline, and further back to the Mesopotamian Royal House, called by Divine Providence to return to her roots, and I'm her bodyguard.  So before you again open your ignorant unknowledgeable mouth, why don't you return to your own roots.

Pasted from

Suicide on Szabadsag Hid

Finally managed to get the TV clip of the suicide on Szabadsag hid (Freedom Bridge) in Budapest. A 40 year old emotionally disturbed man set himself on fire and jumped off. It was caught on camera by a local TV station and aired publically with no respect or consideration toward his family. A constant reminder of how desperate one can get when there appears no way out.

The video is extremely graphic and will only provide the link for those wishing to see it for the pursuit of human understanding.

Into the crypt

Managed to go deep into the crypt of Egyetem Templom, built in 1720 over a much older church dating back to medieval times.  Formally a Dominican Church later to be claimed by the Pauline Order of Hungary after the Turks were driven from the land by combined German and Hungarian troops.  I felt at ease there amongst the bones as I felt half dead myself.

Egyetemi Templom 

Yet to seek out the several lids of coffins that are infused with light..similar to the Turin Shroud.  In order to see them you must know where to go and whom to ask.  Something tourists are not invited to.

Finally commissioned a lawyer to handle the Hungarian red tape.

Days have been beautiful and sunny.  Our new apartment is inviting and comfortable.

The Bastion

The Fisherman’s Bastion part of the medieval fortifications of Buda Castle

Looking down from the Bastion toward Pest on the other side of the Danube.  Parliament House can be seen at the right hand top.  Margret Island can be seen at the top of the photo.

Visit to the Docklands

Went to visit the Enterprize docked at Waterfront City Docklands, Melbourne.  Can't believe that it carried 300 sheep in 1840.

History of Melbourne

Besides catching a bad cold and spending the following day recuperating, I guess it was okay.

Goodbye to St.Joseph

Northcote, Victoria Australia 2010