Book 7 – Who’s Being Saved?

For some inexplicable reason – after returning from Scotland, and the enriching Findhorn Foundation experience – I’m drawn back to Toowoomba.

I’d spent time there at boarding school, and later, teaching, at the local Institute.

On the way, I’d tried a ‘pioneer’ lifestyle, but that didn’t work out well. So instead, I found a cute cottage in Toowoomba and commenced renovating.

But – the ‘save the world’ flame in me burned strong, so I signed up for a stint in Africa.

I soon came to realise that trying to ‘save’ these individuals was misguided.

It was me who needed saving…