A gift of a new year...

Two peeking white wildflowers, today.

"I AM THE NEW YEAR

I am an unspoiled page in your book of time.
I am your next chance at the art of living.
I am your opportunity to practice what you have learned about life during the last twelve months.
All that you sought and didn’t find is hidden in me; waiting for you to search it out with more determination.
All the good that you tried for and didn’t achieve is mine to grant when you have fewer conflicting desires
All that you dreamed of but didn’t dare do , all that you hoped but did not will, all the faith that you claimed but did not have – these slumber lightly, waiting to be awakened by the touch of strong purpose.

I am your opportunity to renew your allegiance to Him who said
“Behold I make all things new”

I AM THE NEW YEAR"

~ author unknown, from an email.

food and treasures

flags at the festival, today.

had a wonderful saturday morning.
went to the national multicultural food festival in the city centre with chris
it was such a lovely atmosphere ~ rainbow flags flapping in the breeze,
the mall filled with people ~ so diverse and beautiful
so many cultures, so many parts of Canberra community revealed ~
hippies and yuppies combining...



there was stalls upon stalls lining the streets, each one from a different cultural group
ate some scrumptious food ~
indian lentil curry puffs
tibetan meat dumplings
argentinian churros donuts
polish sweets ~ boiled plum slice and poppy seed rolls.

found myself the most divine letter opener ~
i've been looking for the *perfect* one to honour the snail love i receive
and today i found it for $5 in a Chilean jewellery stall
it has the most beautiful pink stone in the end



we left with full stomachs and happy hearts
on the way home i convinced chris to take a detour to my most favourite bookstore ~
the Heirophant bookstore.
not because i wanted anything in particular, but just because going there is like connecting to a deeper consciousness. i feel at home there.
as luck would have it, i happened upon a stone that spoke to me
how could it not?
as i paid for it at the counter ~ the woman laughed saying ~
"it's really your colour isn't it?"
I looked down at myself ~ soft blue dreamcatcher earrings, deep blue necklace,
an azure blue hippy top, blue jeans and two large turquoise rings.
i can't help it really ;)
blue calls my name sweetly, strongly
it is the colour which pulls me back to it again and again
it is the colour i live with, the one that i would dream in if i could.
azure turquoise vibrant blue.



my new stone sits on the (blue) windowsill above my writing desk now.

which is where i will return to now...
to touch it... slide my fingers along the smooth wood of the letter opener, play over the stone end,
peer out the window at the bright blue sky
write my book.

Infintismible beauties in this day.

Love,
Leonie

PS ~ You're most welcome jen :)

who would have thought...

i'm humming because as the darkness seeped into the suburbs and i sit by the window,
someone is playing opera.
opera in the suburbs. dogs occasionally bark to it.

i'm humming because it is friday night. and all that calls me for the next two days and three nights is my partner, my dog, my red couch, my book. bliss.

i'm humming because i wrote one of my best friends a letter on mermaid paper, because i had so many blessings to tell her about i keep wanting to reopen the envelope to add more.

i'm humming because last night coming home from the city on the bus, me and my bus friends Paris and Rob widened our circle of public transport love. i took out my goddess cards, my SARK cards, my angel cards... and we passed them around. to the middle aged middle eastern bloke sitting beside paris. to the woman with bright pink lipstick behind us who smiled widely. and to the sweet old man who told me that the cards had made his day. i'm humming because it is so easy to allow magic enter our lives when we make room for it.

i'm humming because i just spent some deliriously happy hours writing my book.
at sunset, at my writing desk, my partner only a step away, but both of us in other worlds.
i go to sit outside, watch the golden light fade
wearing only a singlet, the wind races through me
i close my eyes and i feel as though the wind is blowing me away
like particles of sand slipping into the air
i breathe
i am one
i feel
A L I V E