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Peace of Mind

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You know that feeling when you’re far far away, deeply immersed in what you’re doing and something or someone, happens to disturb your peace of mind. I can see an analogy for this.

Imagine, you’re cocooned in a balloon. Suspended. Weightless. Content to be with your thoughts and ideas. Then along comes someone with a pin to burst your bubble. BAM! The air… your peace… fragmented. Your thoughts and ideas scattered in all directions.

That’s where I was, deep in my book with thoughts for inclusions, feeling inspired and motivated. In the flow.

When “said son” got out of bed, after a bite to eat he headed to the gym. Great! I’ll keep writing, I thought. It was only when he returned did I realise it was 10am and I was still in my pj’s and hadn’t showered! So, I left my seat eager to shower and dress, and get back to my project.


As I stepped out of the shower, over the noise of the exhaust fan I thought I heard the thud of music infiltrate through the walls. Exiting the bathroom, the doof doof was accompanied by words of a song—a repetitive tune.

What to do?

I pondered. There were various angles from which I could respond. The space wasn’t solely mine. My sons and I shared it. I understood “said son” was in cleaning mode, and de-cluttering the mess in his room meant he’d find much needed clarity. I honoured this. I could take my work elsewhere and visualised sitting in my car, beachside. That would work, at least until the battery on the laptop ran out. I recognised that once-upon-a-time there would only have been my “my way”. Let’s not go there!

In seeking a solution, I found a compromise, something we could all work with to invite harmony and balance to our day. I saw that nothing “happens” to us, everything is an opportunity for self-development and growth. In this case it was an invitation for peace. I’m grateful I stopped to take notice.

In conclusion, I can say the music didn’t last too long, and I utilised my time with other chores, that I often pushed aside. When the house fell silent once more, I then returned to my writing project. Being flexible helps keep us in the flow.

Okay, time to get back to my bubble. I invite the thoughts and ideas to re-enter my head and heart, filling me with enlightening whispers once more.

How do you respond or react to interruptions?

Write to Heal and make your mark!


Leanda Michelle ♥

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Easter Reflections

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This message, Easter Reflections comes from writer and artist, Renata, who I met in Canada last year. The background art that the words have been printed on is also by Renata, and represents the Divine Mercy—blood and water, love and forgiveness, flowing from Christ’s heart.

As Easter rolls around for another year, may we pause to reflect on what this means to us. If you asked me to reflect on Easter, I might have shared fond childhood memories spent with my cousins on a farm in the Riverland. Or recounted a happy occasion inland from Karratha, where our three young sons, hubby and I shared a picnic alongside a riverbed. Floating Easter eggs downstream, the boys would wait at the bottom of a short waterfall and catch them.

While many may go camping, devour a chocolate egg or two, and feast on a few hot cross buns with the view to celebrate and enjoy some time away from their busy life schedules, there is a deeper introspection that we may like to ponder.

It is said Easter is the most important and oldest festival of the Christian Church, celebrating the resurrection of Christ. Some have even renamed Easter as Resurrection Day. What’s interesting to me, is scripture says Jesus died on the cross and came back to life. Don’t we see the same cycles in nature, with birth, death and rebirth throughout the seasons? I see our human life as the same, we learn and grow through cycles—for example: birthing new projects, seeing them to completion, before beginning anew.

I feel it is humbling to remain open to various viewpoints and listen beyond judgment. May you enjoy the read, and share your thoughts with Renata in the comments section below. What does Easter mean to you?

Write to Heal and make your mark!


Leanda Michelle♥

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Bookstores and Change

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‘Hi, do you read memoirs?’

Blank look. I need to give her an example.

‘Have you heard of Eat Pray Love?’

‘The movie?’ she said, knowingly. No! It was a book before it was a movie! I laughed. ‘Do you read self-help books?’

‘Err… time is an issue for me. I’m so busy… what with work, and all my commitments.’

I saw and felt her anxiety, the stress.

‘Do you actively address how you manage your time?’

‘Oh, sure.’

I waited, yet she revealed nothing further. We chatted until I offered to show her my book. I felt grateful she was willing to receive it. I saw in her eyes her attraction to the cover. Then she turned it over to read the blurb on the back.

‘Have you sought love and it still eludes you?’ she said with a lilt in her voice. ‘This is me for sure… and just about everyone I know.’

She read the rest and hesitated as she gave it back to me.

‘You know, the last thing I bought was a magazine… I work in the fashion industry,’ she said, her hands expressing the designer clothes that graced the stands around her. ‘It sat on my bedside table for two weeks before I picked it up… and then it was only for ten minutes. There’s no time for me anymore.’

I felt her despair, the resignation that any attempt to change her daily living was pointless… and reading… well, that took time and time was something she didn’t have.

This was just one conversation I had with a randomly chosen person in a mall in Mississauga. I’d set out to chat with bookstore managers with the intent to introduce ‘In Light of the Truth‘ and learn about their business protocols for consignment, author meet ‘n’ greets, and signings.

Two from three bookstores said author signings, or meet ‘n’ greets were no longer viable or popular unless alcohol and nibbles were involved, and it was set up as an event. The third bookstore’s manager was on leave and no one was able to speak on the managers behalf. So, rather than entertain the thought of disillusion, I set out to talk to retailers and random people while browsing the stores. The one thing that stood out to me was so many people are unhappy with the lives they lead, yet they’re not willing—or don’t know how—to step out of their comfort zone and make the changes they desire.

Why is it so difficult for people to take one step, no matter how big or small? If they did, they’d know one way or the other if it was the right or wrong move, and they’d be better prepared for the next step.

Each time we take a step, we are setting an intent to move forward on our path. It might feel scary to take, yet when we have taken that step there’s a knowing that we’ve made an effort to seek our truth, and we’ve shown our faith.

Courage comes from faith, bravery originates from fear.

Is there a situation in your life that you’d like to change? What action step can you take to bring about this change? Are you willing to seek your truth? Please share in the comments below.

Write to Heal and make your mark!


Leanda Michelle ♥

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Train Trip to Toronto

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Sculptures on Bloor Street East, Toronto

Sculptures – All Walks of Life – Bloor Street East, Toronto

I’d set out on and adventure—a train trip to Toronto—to catch up with friends. To reach my destination would entail a one hour car journey, and a ride on the subway. Sounds easy doesn’t it? Unless you’re in a foreign city!

I’m happy to report it was easy. Although, once upon a time an adventure such as this was daunting.


It was the fear of stepping outside that comfortable cocoon and into the unknown. I was reminded of this when someone said, “You took the subway… in a foreign city, all on your own?” “Yeah.”

The fear of the unknown often stems from memories of previous experiences that have, in the past, played reruns to forewarn of possible dangers. The problem is, the longer one stays in their comfortable cocoon—carrying out the habitual ‘doings’—the stronger the fear and the harder it is to take new steps, and dive into a fresh experience.

On this occasion, I was eager for the adventure. The old reruns had worn out and were past their used-by date, as recent new experiences had shown me, there was nothing to fear.

With any new adventure, there will be interesting happenings along the way. Here’s a snippet of my recent train trip to Toronto:

I watched my host and driver as she pulled away from the curb. Above me on the building I read Indigo Bookstore, one of the shops at the Yorkdale shopping centre. I recalled where my host had said I needed to go. You’ll find the subway at the back of the store to your left.

I had plenty of time to wander and window shop, yet the stores hadn’t opened and wouldn’t for another hour. I found the subway and followed the crowds. People jostled in front of me, and it soon dawned on me that they drive on the right side of the road, so I needed to walk on the right of the path. Phew! It was much easier going with the flow than pushing against it!

I moved to the ticket box and asked the man behind the glass partition if I could please purchase a return ticket to and from Sherbourne Station. The look on his face was a mixture of amusement and empathy. ‘That’ll be $3.25 one way.” “Okay,” I said, waiting for a ticket. “I can give you change,” he said, looking at the $10 bill I held in my hand. “Oh!” I replied, and pushed the bill through the small opening. “Okay, put this in the collection box,” he said, pushing exactly $3.25 through the opening… and here’s your change. You’ll need to go Southbound to St. George and Eastbound to Sherbourne.”

My mind naturally wanted to reply with “Okay, thanks.” yet confusion arose and I stood rooted to the spot, wondering about my return ticket and trying to recall what he’d said. “Can you repeat those instructions, please.” He shouted a little louder, “Southbound to St. George, then Eastbound to Sherbourne.” Yep, that’s what I’d thought he’d said. “If you want proof you’ve paid for your trip you can get a ticket from over there,” he said, pointing to a ticket box.

Really? Thousands of commuters took the subway daily with no proof of payment?

I followed another patron to the platform where the signage indicated Northbound ← and Southbound → showing me which side of the platform I needed to be on. Easy!

Less than a minute later and I boarded a train. At each stop a loud and clear message came through the speakers until 10 stops later, “Arriving now at St. George Station… please disembark on the right.” That was straightforward!

The doors opened to an exit sign and another ‘Eastbound↔Westbound’ sign indicating I needed to go downstairs. Life is simple when we follow the signs. All we need to remember is to stay calm, breathe deeply, listen and be willing to look.

I met my friends, felt relaxed, shared my book and enjoyed their company over lunch. Then the return trip was carried out in reverse.

By the journey’s end, although tired, I felt empowered. I’d gifted self with another slice of freedom (my 2016 mantra). When we embrace a journey and set out with the intent to be open and to enjoy, trusting in the process instead of being guided by our fears, all is in alignment to flow smoothly.

Can you recall your most recent adventure? Was it scary? Did you feel apprehensive? Were you aware of any reruns from past experiences that played in your mind? Once you’d completed it, did you feel empowered?

What adventure does your soul seek? Please share in the comments below.

Thank you for reading. May all your future adventures be safe and showered in love.

Write to Heal and make your mark!


Leanda Michelle ♥


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Feelin’ the Love

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Leanda journal writing at Ravens Ridge

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I’m feelin’ the love. You can too!

It’s been a few weeks since I’ve posted on my blog. You know how it is, we may have the best intentions to keep the momentum flowing, yet life is not just about us. We’re all one thread in the interwoven fabric of existence. Some threads are pulled in many directions. They become frayed and in need of cutting the ends off, to begin anew. Then there are those threads that mysteriously entwine together to work as one—the once single strand becomes a variety of strands, like our DNA, and each works together for the greater good of the whole.

One of the most important conclusions I’ve come to in this lifetime, is working together for the common good is much more powerful and productive than working alone. This collective energy encompasses a wellspring from which to create more love and beauty in the world.

So, where am I going with this?

Love and moral support for our friends, family, clients, acquaintances—all people, is paramount to living a balanced life.

I have felt so much love and moral support for my latest book, In Light of the Truth, that many a kind word or gesture have brought me to tears—of the joy and gratitude kind 🙂


Because writing is not the easiest of vocational paths to take. Hours, days, months and sometimes years can become consumed by just one project. During that time, there isn’t a fairy Godmother providing us with a weekly income. We must take action and make ends meet the best way we know how, and place trust and faith in something greater than ourselves. In the end, the book becomes a gift to share with others. Yet it is first and foremost a gift to self, and for me, was an exploration into making sense of my life.

Thank you for honouring me and my creative process to grasp a better understanding of who I am.

I am deeply grateful for your friendship, encouragement and moral support. Please know, I am here for you in equal measure.

Do you have special people in your life who encourage and support you?

Write to Heal and make your mark!


Leanda Michelle♥