lush link friday

feet love earth. earth love feet.

it amazes me how words from an old post of mine can soothe and balm my heart just when i needed it. just as i needed it.

my heart is touched by the new york girl on subway story... he FOUND her! he FOUND her!

and WOOT! some of my extreme bridal photographs just got featured on Trash The Dress Australia!

maybe some time i will do some delish projects from Learning to Love You More.

i'm loving these goddess headwraps.

phwoar, these flower petals necklaces are delectable!

i'm totally impressed by these creations of this 17 year old goddess.

listen to the birdsong of women from the monkfish abbey.

extreme goodness

More extreme bridal photos over at http://leonieallan.blogspot.com

Time to dance a little dance of joy!

** NY Girl Of My Dreams - a tale of love on the subway - pass it ON!

Recommendations

I've come across recently some lovely movie : book : audio resources for the spirit that I wanted to share... Enjoy!


"Click"

Let me tell you, I gave Chris a rather unenthusiastic look when he presented me with this movie at the video store. Even as the opening music played, I groaned. I'm not a big fan of Adam Sandler. Adam Sandler movies that I find distinctly unfunny: 7. Adam Sandler movies I adore: 1. (the Wedding Singer)

I even decided the movie wasn't even worth my undivided attention so edited photos instead.

But then something happened.

I started listening. And getting drawn into the story. And realising that this was one of those gem of a movies that presents as popular light-watching entertainment, but is actually a profound lesson of how to live your life (think Disney's "The Kid").

I really don't want to say anymore than that, just that I heartily recommend it. There are some very Secret-esque concepts played out in the movie. It inspired me to go on an adventure this afternoon and to know that each moment only comes once.



I'm currently engrossed in "Brave Hearts and Rebel Spirits," written by Brooke Shelby Biggs and Anita Roddick.

It profiles a number of spiritual activists who have worked to create positive change in this world and highlight what needs to change. Buddhists, Catholic priests and nuns, Native Americans, Quakers, Muslims - all LIVING their beliefs and instigating social consciousness. And also riveting is how they have been oppressed by their governments - you will giggle when you read about two elderly priests being regarded as terrorists by the FBI. Other stories won't make you giggle at all, but fill you with a deep desire and passion for truth, compassion and clarity.

This book is precious, and I regard it as an important self-education tool. A manual for how we can all live our beliefs more vivaciously in this world.



Hay House Radio is my new audio obsession.

If you haven't been introduced to HHR yet, please let me make the official intros.
"Lush depository of radio wisdom, meet divine hottie goddess.
Divine hottie goddess, meet library of your favourite authors speaking on all topics of goodness."

If you sign up as a member (free) you can download podcasts of all precious previous radio shows as well.

Some of my favourites include:

• Esther and Jerry Hicks
• Denise Linn
• Wayne Dyer
• Steven Farmer
• Doreen Virtue.

May these speak to your spirit ~~~

Spread the gift of wisdom!

Rainy Saturday afternoon joy from me to you,
Leonie

Ways to Change the World

• Books can be our best friends, our inspirations, our wisdom jewels and our delights. They nourish us deeply. It's time to nourish Mama Earth for providing us with all the paper in those books! Have a tree planted for every book you buy at Eco-Libris.

• Make your adventures to discover the world a healthy thing for the world too! You can make your flights carbon neutral here. (With thanks to my lovely name~sister Leonie Wise for these two links!)

• Instead of birthday and Christmas cards or presents you feel you *should* buy for friends and family~ why not gift them with a good feeling? You can gift them with the pleasure that a third world community has just been changed by being given a business loan, animals, tools, water or education. You can gift Hope through Oxfam Unwrapped Australia, UK and American websites. Plus, it feels kinda fun to tell someone you bought them a goat for their birthday.

• Become a lender to an entrepreneur in a developing country to help them fulfill their dreams. You can become a lender to change lives through Kiva.

• Planning a wedding, and don't know what to have as those bags of sugared almondy thingies? I say give them a little bag of seeds, and a card that says a tree has been planted and named in their honour. What a beautiful emblem of your growing love that could be!

• The energy saving version of Google: Blackle
  
  
• Become a part of a heart shaped forest at Tree Nation (With thanks to sweet Silvia for this!)
  

Got ideas and ways to save the world? Email me at leonie (at) gmail (dot) com & I'll add them.

With Mama Earth love,
Leonie

Magnificent Dream March

Some lush link adventures to take:

* This shirt would have to be the most freaking hilarious {and potentially effective} thing on Planet Earth.

* The delightfully vintage art of Eveline Tarunadjaja.

* Be a lender and change a life - Kiva is too cool for school.

* The goddess art of Thalia Took {is that not the most perfect name ever?}

* Tatiana Cardeal's photography is breathtaking

* Every single creation of Jen Lemen warms the cockles of my heart.

* The power of I'm sorry, I love you - Lessons from a Hawaiian shaman.


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get out

i'm a tree girl. always have been, always will be.
photo by D. Bach


A healing friend of mine always tells me, and anyone who will listen:

GO SPEND TIME IN NATURE.

And I never really got it ~ I knew that nature was beautiful, but I didn't get from an energy level why I needed to, and why everyone on this planet needs to do it.

Sitting by the lake a few weeks ago on an artists date, eating ice creams with my friend Bek, I realised that when I'm out in nature, the bullshit flies away.

As simple and as beautiful as that.

When I close my eyes, and the wind brushes over my face, and my toes are sinking into the dust,

things just don't seem to matter anymore.

All that is is the breeze, and the earth, and the stillness inside me.

The woman who doesn't know, who feels tangled in energy and caught in concerns - she is gone, back there somewhere at the house. The Woman Who Knows remains there. She Knows she is a part of the earth, she knows to breathe is enough, and she knows the concerns are only a dream, a fragrant of the mind. Inside there is a sweeping desert, a swelling ocean, the undulating forest strewn mountains, the rises and falls of landscape sinking in and up with breath.

So out there I find myself.

On the little patch of bare earth in my backyard, the grass already yellowed by summer.
By the lake, with a friend.

In nature, truth slips in, and I am reminded that there is enough love for us all. That nature holds all the healing we need. That the Woman Who Knows is just out there, sitting in the dust, smiling at the wind.

And all I need to do is get out.


lush link discoveries
~ love this dailyom article on little things for wellness (maybe the little things are the big things)
~ how to make journals by teesha moore
~ the glorious art, photos and sharings of judy wise
~ stories of a vancouver doula
~ The amazing story of Meta's transition (via the gorgeous Kelly Rae)

perfect

page from my delish new journal


playing the perfect game from dancing mermaid's new blog (so glad you're sharing your online voice/art/miracles, honey!)


perfect concert:

Three metres from a shining goddess illuminating the stage. She wore a shimmering silver dragon that swam over her belly, and her voice was cosmic.
Her name was Sarah McLachlan.

perfect story:

The one where she falls in love with herself.

perfect movie:

The Shawshank Redemption. I'm not sure why, but it has something to do with the tunnelling and the tree and the buried box.

perfect food:

Noodles from a stall in the street in Asia.

perfect find:

Feathers, or today's MIRACLE find was a heart shaped rock on the street.

perfect gift:

Giving someone your favourite childrens book.

perfect song:

"Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield

These lyrics are just so perfect:

"Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips"

perfect sound:

Rain on the roof.

perfect color:

The colour of the sky on any old day.
Vibrant stinging blue, soft azure, the light of clouds, the gentle breast of grey in the swaying rain...

perfect spot:

The little mole on my belly button I have lovingly named Tiny Tim.

perfect line:

Yes I will stand with you, laugh with you, grow with you, jump with you, run with you, fumble with you, understand you, acknowledge you, honour you, because I love you, myself.

perfect place:

That blissful piece of heaven wedged between soil and sky (Mama Earth). Of particular interest to me at the moment is a wee patch of Earth called India. Oh dreamy monsoons, I am heat fevered for you.

perfect time:

The moment. (When I can remember I'm in it!)



What's your perfect?

serious

this is one of the wisest women i've ever had the pleasure of knowing.
her name is ellanita, she is 60,
and she is this amazing blend of sage, visionary and child.

she still watches kid movies
and when she laughs,
she laughs freely and wildly
like a whole flock of ducks launching off into the sky.

she giggles and snuffles
and the peels of laughter flow from her like a river finding the ocean in the air.

sometimes i get really serious.
like, lately.
last sunday at the spiritualist centre the message i was given was:

you've been too serious lately. you've forgotten your spontaneous side, your childlike side. you haven't been laughing as much.

and it's true.

my little eyebrows knit together, i become fixated on my to-do list
and i forget that the wisest people on earth laugh the most.

i'm off to roadtrip to be with two women this weekend, my two goddesses in honour. i'm off to go wear a new turquoise and lilac dress in the sun, be hugged warmly and deeply, discover city streets and just be free for a while. i'm off to shed this knitted brow and go collect that laughing silly loving sage girl of mine.


laugh your serious ass OFF with this and this.

wonders from all over the world

Words above are from Keri Smith's delicious Wish Jar Tales from four years ago. I've been going over and reading them in delight.

The Light Movie touches my heart.

The Path of Ceremonial Arts inspires me with the work they do.

The IsisMoon Calendars are rich wonders of moon wisdom.

I want to go to the Goddess Conference.

making sense

I want to write for the sake of writing.
I want to write for the sheer abandon of it, the falling into the moment, the sinking into myself of it. I want to fall apart and rupture clean and pin it, piece by piece, together with words. I want to remember why I write.

I remember why I write:
Because, simply, the world makes sense to me when I write.

There are some things that I know.
I know that it feels good to meditate, and sometimes when I sit in gentle breath upon my bed, I am called outside with an urgency. I pull on a jumper and sweatpants, then barefoot onto the grass to be closer to the heartbeat of mother earth. It feels like she wraps around me, and I ground in her energy.
No matter what.
It is all okay, it is all okay, it is all okay.
This is what she teaches me.

These are the days that sparkle with a new and precious Succulent Wild Woman watch from a dear friend. I enter rooms hand first, as proud as a five year old with a ballerina box that spins and sings once the lid is opened.
These are the days that I'm not sure where I'm going, or exactly what is happening, just that I know that it is good and ripe even in the chaos. Even in the pain, there is still peace. Even in the tears, there are lessons.
There is no compass available but my soul, and my soul tells me I am doing good. I may not know much about today, and I may not know much about tomorrow, but I do know change is birthing forth into our lives. I do know I will be okay no matter what. I do know I can do this I can be this I can create this dream life.

Inside me is where the world is created.


Today
Immensely inspired by the glorious Jen Lemen today.
Watch this horse clip without crying... and you're probably a lot less hormonal
than me at the moment!
With two hands, I offer you a Secret.