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Life Experiences House Sitting

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House sitting has been quite a journey of delving deeper into self. The take away was discovering exactly where I want to put my roots down. If I had not branched out to different locations I may not have realised this truth.

My first house sit, in March, was in the leafy seaside suburb of Beaumaris. A quiet location, yet it felt pretentious. The vibe was more work-oriented than a balanced lifestyle, though, my summary may have been in haste as it was gathered from only four days. I haven’t included a photo of these two adorable pooches because we didn’t have time to create a close bond, though, they are no less memorable.

My next stop was Korumburra to care for my friend Gloria’s dog, Toto. When we weren’t walking or eating, Toto was keeping me company while I completed my third memoir.

I spent the following two months with two of my sons in Mornington and Mount Martha, before caring for three gorgeous cats in Rosebud. I love the name Rosebud, and while there is the old mixed with the new—seaside cottages and extravagant mansions—it was the land I felt connected to. Rosebud is cocooned between Arthur’s Seat—rolling green hills of abundant nature, and the sea. For me, it feels like the best of both worlds—a kaleidoscope of natural goodness that magically nourishes my soul.

My Beautiful Furry Friends… Love them all!

I then returned to my past… another eighteen-days in Korumburra and twenty-four days in Leongatha, both in the Strzelecki Ranges of Gippsland. I remember the first time I entered our first property in Mirboo North. I knew I’d been there before. It was home. Yet over the course of five years since leaving Gippsland, I’d experienced much change. What I hadn’t realised was the loss and grief I’d experienced when living there had left a scar, and I wasn’t keen to return. I wondered if I had taken a backward step.

Of course, I hadn’t. I came to understand, as new opportunities presented, that I would experience the opposite—joy. It was a balancing of the scales, so to speak. I continued to work on my projects, and found they all came to completion around the same time. Then friend and client, Jenniffer Button asked if I’d be interested in collaborating. I happily accepted the invitation, as we both work from a heart-centred space, and thought it could be fun.

Jenniffer played her crystal singing bowls, while my job was to channel a guided visualisation that led people into their own inner journey of self-discovery. We shared six sessions over a period of three weeks. At the final session I decided, with a prompt from Jenniffer, to tone with the bowls. That’s when the real magic of our collaboration took me to a whole new level.

Guided Visualisation sessions accompanied by Jenniffer Button playing her Alchemy Crystal Singing Bowls… amazing sound!

The sound of the bowls and my voice became one. I saw and felt the resonance (frequency) vibrate in my vocal cords, as they mixed and integrated in the ether. It was such a joyous feeling that my eyes filled with tears, and I felt my heart expand with love and warmth.

This showed me that we are all instruments in the grand scheme of the Universe, and have the power to tweak, manipulate, sing a different tune, believe a new story, change an old pattern, than we’ve previously sung. In other words, we can be, do, and have anything we want. All we have to do is tune into that frequency. And we do this by playing, experimenting, exploring and creating.

Immersed in colour and fragrance in a private garden – Leongatha

Living in other people’s energy, I’ve no doubt, has broadened my creativity and view of the world. There is no place for judgement and how others live, only a deep pool of gratitude. I’ve loved photographing the herbs and flowers in every garden. Each time I ventured into the garden, I saw something new. And the closer I came in contact with nature, the more beauty I found within self! I’ve made new friendships, both from the animal kingdom and in human form, and my gratitude for their gift of giving and sharing fills my heart with abundance and joy.

One of the greatest joys is hearing about the people’s adventures. Everywhere I house sat, the homeowners went on a holiday: the Barossa Valley, the Greek Islands, England, the USA. And each involved a celebration: a special birthday, visiting family and friends, a marriage proposal.

This is why I love to travel, to experience the world and add depth and meaning to my life. Being free from financial constraints while house sitting has seen my life to be simpler and less stressful. Though, I would like to put my roots down because then there’s always a place to come home to… a point of grounding. I welcome the next stage of my life, however it may unfold. May new opportunities open for us all, to see, explore, dance in a creative world full of love, belonging and working together in balance and harmony, for the greater good of all.

Write to Heal and make your mark!

Blessings,

Leanda Michelle


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Revisiting the Past

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It is said, Mercury retrograde is the time to revisit, relaunch, and redo things. For me, doing one week of Facebook ‘lives’ was just that… revisiting the past.

So, what did I learn?

For three weeks prior, I’d been guided to get creative and share uplifting words in the form of games… July 24 began with the old version of Hangman renamed as Scarecrow, where the negative words were driven away. Then the week beginning July 31 the Find-a-word game was renamed Hopscotch and our inner child came out to play. There was no prize offered in the first week, though, there was in the second, which saw me share my first live video on Facebook. I felt grateful to have ticked this off my list of things that takes one out of their comfort zone, and naively thought that’d be it for a while. Ha!

August 7 and I presented a challenge for people to write their own statement of intent for the day, utilising a positive word that I’d shared using the phonetic alphabet. It was at the end of that week that I sat to ask, what’s next? That’s when I was guided to share snippets from my book Write to Heal… live on Facebook.

At first I thought this was absurd, until I was reminded of the dream I’d put out into the cosmos… a.k.a. I’d sent my third memoir to book publishers with the desire to relaunch Write to Heal and In Light of the Truth, along with it’s completed sequel—a trilogy of memoirs as I’d called it. To voice these pieces, meant I was willing to take responsibility for my written words. I was sharing my truth, and I was pouring energy into my dream.

I went ahead, feeling this was reasonable and of sound mind. It was my intent to inspire and spark self-love in the people who watched them. Yet the sharing is always a dual highway!

While I may never know what people learned from what I shared, I have personally gained a vista of fresh understanding.

I realised I have no desire to rewrite, Write to Heal.

For those who watched these videos may have noticed I did not share any of my personal story. This is because it is my past. I was guided to only share snippets that are still relevant to today, to assist people to learn and understand themselves better.

To revisit the past is to appreciate the wisdom one has attained, and use it now. It’s not about going back to camp there, unpack the old and get ourselves bogged in a marsh.

When I shared how to determine one’s timeline from understanding one’s personal year in numerology, it was to assist people to know how to move forward with confidence, having learned from their past. It’s about acknowledging the lessons learned and not being defined by them. If you’d like the free download please see this page.

We are all so much more than we may believe.

I also noticed the days I felt at my maximum—shining my brightest light—as these videos were viewed more than two hundred times. On the days where I felt less confident or found myself wading through fear, there were fewer views. Which sought to show me that I’m always being ‘looked after’ and there truly is nothing to be afraid of.

What remains is my gratitude, for all I have learned and who I have become. I accept that my trilogy of memoirs, about love and belonging—whether they are picked up or not by a publishing house—are complete. I have fulfilled my aspirations to heal self and am now free to live my life joyfully, in peace, balance and harmony. Sure, there will be further things that pop up… we are students of life, after all. For the most part, though, I close the door to my past and choose to embrace my unlimited potential… whatever this entails.

This process has reinforced my belief in self and the writing programs I have created to assist people on their path to knowing who they are and why they’re here. As I shared at the beginning of 2017, this year was going to be about joy and reinventing myself, and I feel I’ve just begun!

Thank you sincerely for walking with me on this journey we call Earth life. It is a beautiful and magical place where miracles occur on a daily basis, when we’re willing to believe.

Write to Heal and make your mark!

Blessings,

Leanda Michelle♥

PS: Interestingly, after writing this I chose three photos for a collage to go with my post. I discovered the cyclamen is symbolic of resignation.  It’s a flower that means goodbye. The ladybug is symbolic of luck and protection. And the bee is said to be a potent symbol of love, sweet abundance, and anything is possible. Bees can also be viewed as a message to stop being so busy. So, in summary… goodbye old… hello new. I’m super keen to see what unfolds!


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In the Flow

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Lately, I have felt more in the flow.

Dedicating more of my time to self-love, self-trust and self-worth has seen me focus on my writing projects, and attend to the daily “must-do’s” in a state of relative ease, grace and joy. This is not to say I haven’t had to face challenges.

Self-trust felt forced upon me as we struggled to find a house to rent. I had to learn to let go of what I had no control over. It’s not as if I didn’t know there is a divine time for all things, it was at another level of understanding and acceptance. No matter what I did, it wasn’t going to happen any faster! And surrendering was truly liberating.

Eventually, after a whirl of seeming lies and deceit from multiple real estate agents, we found a private rental and breathed a sigh of relief. Though we did have to extend our lease by one week, while our new landlord prepared our new abode. This caused another hiccup where we couldn’t move in over the course of a weekend and could only do this on a Monday. Add to this that it was Thomas’ first day back at Uni after his semester break, and I felt frazzled. Brad and I, though, dug deep and got it done. And the best part was our new house was beautifully presented… it’s the first rental home I haven’t had to clean!

Self-love then arose when rest became a priority to recuperate. It was also time to purchase those new sunglasses that I wrote about in one of my previous blog posts. This resulted in being asked when I’d last had my eyes checked. ‘Hmm… too long, like nine or ten years ago.’

I knew one eye was worse than the other, yet I wasn’t aware that I had a common condition called Blepharitis that made my eyes itchy, blurry, and at times pooled and ran as if I had a blocked tear duct. Thankfully, it is easy enough to treat this and will take less than six weeks to break the parasite’s life cycle. As for being able to read… I was so excited when I looked through the right lens at the optometrist and could see the bottom row of letters. Yippee, I can see!

Here I am with my first pair of reading glasses. I’m told it’s an age thing, and nothing to do with my vocation 😉

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Self-worth got my attention when delivering my latest Write to Know Self sessions. These gatherings truly make my heart sing with joy. Yet, over the past four years of presenting these, the number of people attending hadn’t increased, despite my marketing efforts. Add to this an inner desire to expand, and a voice within me that said I could reach more people if I took it online, and I heeded the call to change.

There’s a quote that accurately represents this…

Work smarter, not harder!

Being in the flow ensures I listen to my guidance and take action when required, be true to self and honour my knowing. If I may assist you with your flow, please let me know.

Have you been aware of any, or all, of the trio of self-attributes lately? I look forward to reading about your experiences in the comments below.

Thank you for reading and sharing in this wondrous adventure called life. May you sparkle bright and shine your light.

Write to Heal and make your mark!

Blessings,

Leanda Michelle ♥


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Getting Out There

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I write to you today from this wooden plank about getting “out there”.

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The tide is out, and I feel caught between two worlds; the noise of traffic behind me and the tranquility of the ocean before me.

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I think about my visit to the hairdressers yesterday. While waiting, I’d picked up a magazine. Actress Rebecca Gibney was on the front cover. I’ve always admired her. What I didn’t know about, was her longstanding issues with self-doubt.

In the article she admitted that she doesn’t hide the fact that her hair and makeup are fake. Otherwise, she’s real, and loves her female friends as they’ve have helped her face her self-doubts.

It got me thinking about my upcoming author talk at my local library, and how the time has come to put myself “out there”. I’ve reached an important level in my publishing career… give it my all or get a job. And when a dear friend from my school days recently said to me, “You’ll have to put your high heels on and get yourself an $80,000 per year secretary job,” I almost choked on my Earl Grey tea!

As I sit here admiring the view, I marvel at how real the world is without my sunglasses. I broke them a week ago, sat on them as I stepped into my car. I’d never done this before. It was yet another nudge to get over myself, and get on with it.

It was an unveiling of sorts, to see the world as it really is.

I remember my first pair of sunnies. They were super trendy at the time… a white based frame speckled with bright colours — the designer, Jonathon Skeats. I wore them for many years. I think I replaced them simply to keep up with the fashion trends. Ray Bans came next, and I wore them until they wore out. These were then replaced with a cheap pair of black frames, with a touch of silver on the arms. While my sons laughed at these, I didn’t care, they did the job. Until I sat on them!

I’ve always had sensitive eyes and intuitively felt it was important to protect them. Though, I acknowledge now that for many years I wore them as a form of hiding. So, how long could I last without my sunnies, I wondered.

It’s been one week, and I’ve noticed a thing or two.

When I’m not looking through Polariod lenses the scene before me is real, the colours are not fake and unrealistic.

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I’m not hiding. People who pass me in the street when I’m on my walks stop to say hello, instead of rushing by, as though my eyes had sent them a greeting card. Young children especially, connect in honest and endearing ways… a girl sang while moving around me in a circle, not taking her eyes off mine. And a boy looked up to meet my gaze and said, ‘Hi and bye!’

It wasn’t until after these beautiful moments had passed than I questioned whether I had paid close enough attention. My eyes, though, were no longer shielded from the bright sunlight or people. I was and am being real.

This is not to say I won’t seek my next pair of sunglasses. Though, I’ll appreciate using them only when truly needed.

What about you… do you love your sunnies? Have you faced issues of self-doubt? Thank you for reading. I’d love for you to share your comments below. If you’d like to attend one of my author talks, you can find the info here.

Write to Heal and make your mark!

Blessings,

Leanda Michelle ♥


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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.

Ha!

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!

Blessings,

Leanda Michelle ♥