belief.

me and he and Her behind us

i read my last post outloud to my love tonight, and we both got a little teary, thinking of that sacred red dust heartland, and our time there together.

if anyone would like to know more of the place i speak of, it is Uluru (also known as Ayers Rock), which is one of Australia's most photographed icons.

What the pictures don't show about Uluru is the deep spirit of the place...
it is truly a heartland, a healing place... it is a holy temple between the sky and the earth, a rock that spans 9 kilometres in circumference and rising from the flat desert plains to a height of over 340 metres. Uluru is BIG. incredibly big. One large, beautiful rock protruding from the desert. Can you imagine the miracle of that? It does seem like a miracle.

Chris said to me while we sat beneath it:
Do you believe the stories of how it was created? Of the ancient beings in the dreaming who helped form it?

And I told him flatly:
I want to believe. But my head just tells me that it's a geological formation.
What do you believe?

And he said softly:
I believe. I want to believe. If I didn't believe in a greater spiritworld, I might as well throw away all my books. I believe in this greater-ness, and I can't explain it, but I do anyway.


so that day i began believing.
in the little things.

when i saw a shard of light dancing in the sky with wings, i believed it was an angel.

when i saw a beating light in the stars, I saw it as a cosmic heartbeat.

when i began believing the miracles began to happen.

i believe in me, i believe in him,
i believe in the desert,
i believe in the spirits and the snakes and the people and the souls and the rocks out there,
i believe in the sanctity and the whole-iness holiness.
i believe in where i am right now.

i believe. i believe.

love,
leonie

i want to be with you.

photo by ellen

i dream of red desert sand
and i dream of me and you
stargazing
healing
meditating
bushwalking
together.

and i want this to be a part of our life here.
i want that desert dancing woman to be me here.

i want to go walking in the dunes with you everynight just to watch the angels in the stars.
i want to be with that beautiful big rock again, the earth's red heart.


Image from NASA

i want to climb the dunes in the afternoon to be with those wise women folk again,
to share stories, and photograph each other in the desert,
be reckless and wild and eat fruit for afternoon tea,
sitting there naked in the desert together,
as womenfolk do.

i want to be with you, i want to be with you.
these words fall out and out and out
who are they for?

they are for my lover and for our love in the desert
they are for mother earth beneath me, cradling me, grounding me,
{i awoke one night in our hotel room, knowing the bed and the floor held me too far away from you}
they are for the desert and uluru and kata tjuta and the desert people,
they are for myself.

i want to be with you great spirit.
i want to be with you.

love,
leonie

woo hoo!

Star of Sunday Canberra Times...

I'll be having an online sale in a week or so, for all those happy campers who weren't able to make it to downtown Australia for the exhibition.

:)

love,
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