perfect serendipity

what a beautiful weekend of perfect serendipity.

i enrolled to do an online workshop on Holistic Interior Design, run by my marvellous friend Andrea. we are in the process of possibly buying this cottage we live in, and making it our magical home. we decided that to buy this home, we wanted to change the energy and make it more unique, artsy and beautiful. as soon as i found about Andrea's course, and also about a holistic landscape designer here, i knew i would be able to gain the magician's tools to create sacred space. i just love how this universe works in its magnificent ways!

i decided to take a trip to Revolve with my beloved. Revolve is attached to the local dump here, and is a warehouse filled with the stuff deemed too good for landfill. I went there hoping to find a stash of home decorating magazines for the course, without having to buy new ones. As I was foraging through the mishappen shelves, i happened upon a brand spanking new copy of "The Spirit of the Home: How to make your home a Sanctuary" published by one of my favourite publishers - Thorsons. Can I get me a big woooot wooooot please? Oh yes! Hitching it under my arm, I continued on foraging, knowing that my precious mags must be here somewhere. In a crate full of bridal magazines, I located a dozen of them. Second woooot wooooot of the day. i take my treasures to the counter to enquire about the price. Mr Yellow Shirt Man flicks through them, then pronounces the happy grand total of $2. Cie, 2 dobleros. I think I skipped out of there, humming a tune of wooooot woooooooot all away across the carpark.

i've spent joyous hours creating collages on what i envision for our sacred space. the best homework i think i've ever had.

then today, we journeyed along to the diaru centre for the fortnightly sunday meeting on all things spiritual. what is the topic today?
of course: Sacred Space. How to create a sanctuary in the home, according to feng shui, colours, herbal lore and spirit.

I grin wildly at the serendipity of all of this.
Sacred space, here I come!


the beautiful yang souls i share my life with...

Rainbow Medicine

Today I was sitting at my desk at work,
feeling unsure about energy:
Could I stay centred in my energy, even if I didn't know who surrounded me, and their intention?
I began to feel anxiety rise up in my body.

So I closed my eyes,
and I asked to be shown the Truth.

Immediately, a rainbow curved out of the sky,
and engulfed me in its beauty.
In a rainbow is all levels of healing
each chakra clearing
and all vibrations of being.
I felt it around me, washing through me like a crystal waterfall.

This is the Truth.
There is nothing to fear.
There is nothing to be anxious of.

I am you,
I am great spirit,
I am a part of you,
and you need not fear being apart from me again.
You can always call upon me to remind you.
Your energy is my energy, and there is an endless source
that is authentic and filled with light.
Do not worry about this drying up.
Do not concern yourself with any other person's intention,
Infuse your experience with your own,
and Light your World from the Inside Out.
You now walk your own path,
You now trust yourself to be you.

Peace rushed over me. Blessed be, and blessed it is.

This is the Medicine of Rainbow,
and the Beauty of Truth.

hallelujah,
Leonie


"Within us is the soul of the whole, the wise silence, the universal beauty, the eternal One."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

returning to love.

I was driving home in the car,
the sky dark apart from a gloaming full belly of moon.
I was feeling anger,
great anger at some friends whom I felt had in some way wronged me.
In my head the accusations flocked
and flew. All the ways
I wanted to be right
assimilated.
I kept a score card in my head, ticking off the buttons they had pressed,
and the confirmations of my self limiting beliefs on love.
That people would fall out of love with me. Tick.
That I could not trust. Tick.
That friendship meant pain and hurt. Tick.
The humanness took so much over me that I bubbled and gasped for air.
So I asked myself a simple question:
What do you want?
The words fled back:
I want them to know I am hurt and why I am hurt and how they have hurt me and I don't want to feel this pain again.
But what is it that you truly want?
And then my Spirit spoke:
I want to love them. I want to love them. I want to just love. I want to love unconditionally. I want to love without rules and hurt and pain. I want to offer love to them, as natural an energy flow as a breeze in spring time. It hurts me to hold back love. I want to love them.

I am learning. I am growing. I am learning to hear what I truly want, under all the hurt. Cutting off love was tearing the nose from my face.
And I am learning to release that hurt to make way for the healing.
As it often does, my body is learning the same lesson at the same time as my soul. Throughout the last week I have had strong neck and back pain. Yesterday a physiotherapist played magic hands on me to wiggle out most of the stiffness, but some pain remains. I am learning to take breaks to stretch and release it away, but I find myself on some level wanting to hold on to it.

Some days I hold on to my hurt like it is a medallion of war, a scar which shows I have suffered this life. Some days it feels safer to feel achy (I know this is not true). Sometimes I hold onto pain because it gives me an excuse to take time out (I find it difficult to call time out otherwise).

The call for spirit, love and healing is growing. In the mists of pain, I feel the longing to return to the Avalonian place of peace.

Home
my spirit calls.

Return to love.

love,
Leonie