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What Does 2018 Represent For You?

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A spontaneous gathering took place two weeks before Christmas. At the time I felt inspired to thank everyone in my life for their continued support. I’d shared photos of previous vision boards, and had asked if anyone would like to know more about how to set an intent for 2018. That’s how the vision board gratitude gathering came to be.

This showed me, again, that I’ve no need to rush to organise myself, get busy being creative, or get my workshops and courses out there for the sake of ‘making something happen’. There is divine plan already in place. All I need to do is listen, show up, and take action when required.

This will be my running theme for 2018… to trust in the synchronicities of life… seek clarity… plan and prepare diligently, quietly, and introspectively for the following year. If you haven’t guessed already, I’ve entered a seven numerological year.

The feeling to be on my own New Year’s Eve was a first. In the past I’ve sought to do something, be somewhere, join others in an attempt to feel like I belong… often to my detriment. Not this year. I felt at home with Self. I didn’t need to be anywhere or do anything, and a joyful energy gently flowed through me as I did what I wanted to do.

I digress.

Getting back to the vision board gathering, many shared their word for 2018. If you’ve been following my blog posts these past five years you will know I’ve had one for each. Some wanted to take action when they hadn’t in the past. Others sought peace after facing many-a-challenge during the year. And while I listened to many varied fabulous words that reflected an aspect of myself too, my word alluded me.

It was during my two week road trip to Adelaide to see my family for Christmas that my word, or mantra, for 2018 became obvious. Clarity.

What does clarity mean to me?

  • Have clear vision of my purpose… with the intent to inspire and uplift
  • Know when to take action and when to be still
  • Understand why I do what I do and how this affects Self and others
  • Accept one step at a time is all I need to be aware of
  • Embrace trust as my natural state of being
  • Be a conscious co-creator

What does clarity mean to you? If you can add to my list, I’m open and grateful to expand on it.

Is there one word you’re drawn to for 2018? What is it and what does it mean to you? Are you aware of your personal year in numerology and what this may indicate? Find out here.

What if you don’t have a word, and don’t have a clear vision for the year ahead? How can you plan when you’ve no idea what’s for your highest good? Where might you begin to find out? Well, I invite you to join me on this year’s seven numerology journey as I step into the unknown, and embrace clarity. It’s my intent that it be a joy-full ride! May all that I share benefit you for when your seven year arises. And if you’re navigating a seven-year too, please comment below.

May this New Year bring you much joy, love and laughter. May you feel fully supported in everything you do, and also know your personal truth and belonging.

Love, Blessings, Friendship and Happiness,

Leanda Michelle ♥


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Who Am I?

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I had intended to name this post, confession… though it has no religious connotations and I’m not guilty of anything. So, who am I, seemed a more suitable fit.

On the eve of launching the Travel ‘n’ Write guide I found myself unable to sleep. By 1am all manner of thoughts had flowed in and out of my mind, so I got up and wrote them down. Best sleeping medicine ever, I might add!

Like you, I am a beautiful Soul that has embodied a human vessel. Like you, I am here to learn, remember, and surrender, amongst a myriad of other pieces to the whole.

This year for me has been about loving self, and those I care deeply about… my family, friends, acquaintances… even strangers, yes… I care a lot, about the state of the world we are in and about us, the people inhabiting this planet.

This year, I delved into my creativity. Hand in hand with our Creator, I started and completed a list of projects:

My third Memoir completed the trilogy of my memoirs answering the questions of love and belonging

I wrote 20,000+ words of a fantasy novel

I wrote a piece called Home for the Women Who Write Anthology, which I submitted and it was accepted

I wrote another piece called Letter to My Ex for another Anthology and even though this was accepted, the project didn’t go ahead

I compiled information about numerology and offered the Personal Year Numerology PDF

I re-wrote my Write to Heal: Be the Narrator of Your Universe Program and felt so fortunate to share this project with three beautiful Souls

I wrote, recorded and launched the My Year of Joy project… this begins January 2018

I created the Travel ‘n’ Write movie trailer, wrote and launched the Travel ‘n’ Write guide for the conscious traveller and person who seeks to explore the depths of who they are, through meditation and transport

I wrote the Write to Heal Template and trailed this via Skype with friends in Canada… I’ve yet to share this publicly

I don’t share this with you to big-note myself. It is my humble intent to let you know what I learned from the above. Namely the art of completion… patience… and trust.

Let’s begin with completion:

I love beginning a project. There’s excitement behind every new beginning which gives it the momentum to take flight. Over the past nine years especially, since choosing to be self-employed and live a meaningful life through being creative, I have had to learn to cultivate the discipline to see my visions complete. Yet this is not where a project ends.

What comes next is the marketing… selling the creation… and coming up with a figure that encompasses the hours invested in sitting, listening, typing, imagining, talking, drafting, editing, polishing. It’s an accumulation of years and lifetimes of attaining wisdom, knowledge, and information. It has been the selling and putting a price on my creations where I’ve either shrunk or walked away from the project entirely.

Selling what I’ve created is part of the wheel of creation… as though each part of the whole of creation are equal and important.

Imagine, you’ve bought all the ingredients to make a Christmas pudding: the fruit, flour, eggs, cloth etc. You’ve boiled it for 4 hours, yet you’ve neglected to hang it out in the sunshine to cure… resulting in a soggy pudding that will turn mouldy and be of no enjoyment to anyone.

So I’ve had to learn to be a sales person.

Patience is another key to completion. It’s not good for our mental health and wellbeing to think too far ahead, or about the what-if scenarios. In the past when I haven’t seen the results I wanted, I gave up. The older I get it seems this lesson of patience, grows longer and more difficult to sustain. Which leads me to trust.

Why would I not trust when I’m guided to join hands with our Creator, to craft a project into form and not see the results of my labours? To not reach those it was created for, and inspire? But wait… what if all the projects were only for me to learn and remember?

Yes, this is an aspect, though, this too is incomplete within the whole.

The lesson is three-fold: everything I have created has instilled in me the self-confidence and belief in my partnership with our Creator… it is to trust that there is a divine right time for everything… it is to know and appreciate the moments of creation, instead of forever seeking the by-product and end result.

The number of people I reach through my creative projects is never guaranteed, and is unknown.

Just as I reached the end of my string of hope for making a living and fully supporting self through my creative ventures, I thought I heard a whisper… it beckoned me home to remember…

♥ BELIEVE!

So, who am I? I am — in part — the result of my thoughts and beliefs.

May you be in joy each moment of your creative adventures by being in the here and now. There’s no other place to be. Enjoy the wonder as you wander… for life is indeed a mystery.

Write to Heal and make your mark!

Blessings,

Leanda Michelle ♥


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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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Character Building

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I’m almost 20,000 words in to my fantasy novel and am beginning to see an epic adventure in the making. As I weave in and out of the light and the dark aspects—because they are two halves of the whole—I admit it’s character building for me to write from both of these aspects.

Until today, I had two characters with no names. Throughout the handwritten pages of my work in progress, I had referred to them as mother and father. This started to bug me, so I did a little research and found them an appropriate name that matched their character.

This led to me research my own name. Twenty five years ago my name held little more meaning than:

Leanda [le-an-da] is an alternate spelling of Leandra (Greek):

feminine of Leander and means “lion man”

Today, though, I found a more detailed meaning which I felt was interesting.

A snippet of what it mentions is I like to complete what I start, and I also get bored easily. To this end, it appears true as I currently have three projects on the go at the same time, and flit easily from one to another when I feel like it. As William Cowper wrote:

“Variety’s the very spice of life, that gives it all it’s flavour.”

The article says, I’m generous yet like to see returns from my giving. I came to fully understand this when I wrote In Light of the Truth… now is the time to remember. This comes from learning the hard way, that to give, I must do this from a space of love and not expect anything in return. Though an equal exchange of energy is always favourable to avoid feelings of disappointment and resentment.

The next piece is a trait I used to hide from through my fear of being seen; you have an executive ability, you are a leader. As I write this, I seek clarity in the capacity of which I am to lead, though, I am willing to embrace my unlimited potential and make the most of being here.

Leanda is said to mean that I’m moral, balanced, honest and intellectual, and may attain spirituality. Well, I have certainly been addressing these, and in hindsight have a deep appreciation for all I have learned and remembered to date.

I nodded when I read that I have an appreciation for beauty—taking photographs is one example, and I chuckled to myself that I always think before I act.  Hmm… I haven’t always thought before I acted, though, these have led me to invaluable learning and attaining more wisdom.

The next statement resonated and simultaneously made me squirm; I lead an eventful, exciting life, am versatile and learn easily. While I do pick up new learning easily, the eventful and exciting life comes with the uncertainty of where I’m going at any given time 😉

I think my sons might have something to say about this last statement; I’m always looking for a chance to do my own thing, be my own person, and do things my way. Yes, I like my independence, and my sons value theirs too.

So, what does your name mean? Have you ever felt drawn to investigate? I believe that we choose our birth name. Why? Because each word (name) holds a vibration, and contains an essence that is intricately linked to our purpose for being here. As I wrote in Write to Heal, my Mum was going to call me Leanne until two weeks before I was born and she saw Leanda in the births section of the newspaper. To this day, I am grateful she chose the latter.

Loving our name is an important aspect of loving self. If you don’t love your name, you may like to look into why and heal this aspect. When we fully love self, we naturally feel joy-full, and don’t need to seek love from outside of self. I look forward to reading about your name and how you feel about it.

Write to Heal and make your mark!

Blessings,

Leanda ♥

PS: The featured image attached to this post is the journal I was given by the lovely man I met in Paris 2015… M.K. thank you sincerely… I am following through as promised, and writing my fantasy novel in these pages!


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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 ♥