Dream déjà vu
I had a dream a few weeks ago which I discounted as being simply imaginary … until I saw an illustration on Tuesday that made me reflect.
In the dream I was in Mount Gambier sometime in the past. I needed to go to the hospital. I can’t recall why, either to visit someone or because I worked there.
The hospital wasn’t easy to get to. I had to climb a steep hill (in the rain); there were no cars. What stuck in my mind though was the image of the hospital.
It was like a cross between a cathedral and a castle — a long stone building with arches and turrets. (more…)
Supernatural experience
I’m something of a sceptic when it comes to people describing supernatural encounters. I have experienced only one myself and, prior to now, I have only told two other people.
In 1999 I spent many hours researching my family history. I focused on my great-grandparents Edward Gorey and Sophia Evans, and their children.
The project involved trips to Melbourne, Whroo, Rochester, Shepparton and Echuca. Whroo is a haunting place, a former gold mining district where hundreds of people died, especially children.
Edward Gorey had a farm near Whroo and spent some time gold mining himself. (more…)
