Every place is under the stars...

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Don't go through life, grow through life.
~ Eric Butterworth


What are your daily internet rituals?

I like to start with jen gray
then superhero it up
even a bit of keri
and some sketches by michael

and i always check my friends ~
lisa marie and lemissa and leigh
and helena and jayne

why?
why do i adore reading blogs?
because i love the stories of people.
of them growing and being conscious.
the very act of writing forces, reinforces, fosters that consciousness.

you know what else i adore?
my dog lying on my writing desk as i write on a sunday afternoon.

grace

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the bee makes love to the flowers, tidbinbilla.

"We must not wish for the disappearance of our troubles but for the grace to transform them."
~ Simone Weil

I've realised lately how I tend to view things in BLACK or WHITE.
I either love something, or I DON'T.
My views of life are quite rigid. What is right, and what is wrong.
I was talking to my bus friend Paris about them today ~
and he said to me:
You really are a funny old duck, aren't you?
And he said it in the kindest of ways.
I am a funny old black and white sort of duck.

An example is I really don't deal well with the thought that my little sister has sex.
(She, by the way, IS 18 and very mature!)
Anytime my older sister mentions it on the phone, I squeal and say:
don't tell me. I can't deal with it! I don't want to know!
Just at the very thought that my little sister ~ whom I still see as my four year old doll that I could play dress ups with ~ is not that four year old anymore.

And Paris said to me ~
Now, Leonie, you really need to get in touch with your own Aphrodite.
I protested and said ~
No, no, I know my Aphrodite. We are dear friends!

Well, he said.
Are you unable to see her in your little sister then?

And that was it.
You know those moments when someone turns the light switch on for you?
When before you were standing in the darkness of confusion,
and with a simple piece of knowledge, you become
I L L U M I N A T E D.

That was my moments of illumination today.
Of being a funny old duck, and
of suddenly realising that I wasn't seeing my little sister as a true sister, an equal in the temple of Aphrodite. I still want to protect her from the world, and yet I know she is a warrior goddess in her own right.

So to wisdom growing,
illuminating friends,
and aphrodite sisters,
I honour today.

Love,
Leonie

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wanted to send out candle light and healing thoughts to my lecturer's wife tonight. they are two remarkable, passionate intellectuals whose love shines.

the hatching starts from the inside

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front yard autumn leaf. yesterday.


"I lead you, Queen of the maze, in the darkness free of the sun;
hid from the wrath of the days we are wed, we are wild, we are one!"
~ Khoury/Aleister Crowley


I wrote an email to the incredible ellanita ~ my women's circle leader ~
and it described so much better my shift.

I feel as though I've changed directions on the medicine wheel. There has been a noticeable shift within me. Autumn has come, summer is over. In the last patch of time, my energies have been focussed on the external ~ on others, on promoting my website, in "producer" mode of sorts. The time has come to retreat a little into myself. I want to begin writing more for myself. Disengage to a degree from the internet and find peace and balance. It's been a really tender, beautiful process.

The circle we had at autumn equinox was a catalyst to this. Without even realising I began taking stock of the seed I had sown. There are pastures growing now, and I am taking time to watch them grow. To harvest. I am stepping back into reflective mode. Creative mode. Whittling instruments out of bark and wood that I have grown.

My book will soon be out ~ all that needs to happen now is time ~ sweet time ~ to bring the book over the oceans, and let it grow. Wings unfurling into a new world.

A gorgeous friend of mine, melissa wrote recently on her website ~
"I am reminded of baby chicks on my Uncle's farm. The way they enter the world is by emerging from their hard shells. And the hatching starts from the inside."
That describes so beautifully where I am at right now.
I want to return inside. Because that's where the hatching begins.

You spoke about visualising taking the steps down into the underworld. I feel like I didn't have to visualise. Persephone took me by the hand and is guiding me down. I can feel her hand on my wrist - soft, gentle, firm, guiding. Persephone, my friend."



Many blessings on your equinox journeys.
Love,
Leonie