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How can I tell you that anything you want to do, you can, without sounding trite? “Oh, you don’t have children do you Leanne? That’s why you can do these things,” someone said to me a while back when I was sharing with her about my travels. Something about what she said didn’t feel right. […]

The break. The misunderstandings. The wounding. The forgiveness. The freedom. I had been staying at the Temple of the Universe, a temple that Michael Singer, author of Untethered Soul, started 45 years ago. My fingers fumbled for my cell phone in my pocket. 6:15am. Grateful for the lighting along the path I reached the simple,

“Leanne, this is Shannon. I think you two will have a few things in common,” Linda said and then disappeared with her client who was Shannon’s friend. My first three and a half months of exploring Canada had led me into the late autumn months. Snow and cold weather was on its way. I had

She jumped in front of my car. It was a good thing I was going very slow on the dirt road. Then she pranced in front of me as if not sure whether to go forward or back. Finally she darted forward and into the bush on the other side of the street. I got

I put on my yellow skirt. I wanted to look nice rather than be in my blue jeans. Walking down the street I carried a copy of my book and the Open Me information sheet for the book store. My plan was to walk into book stores and ask them if I could do a book reading

Two ants bit me both at once. I was attending a peace circle gathering to celebrate the summer solstice. About twelve of us were sitting outside under a big maple tree. In the center were various meaningful objects holding the context for our meeting. The exercise was to find a place to commune with nature

I imagined myself landing in Canada, spending a few days with mom and with Greg. Then buying a van and getting on the road. 3 weeks maximum. I mean maybe I might even be on my way in 2. I had it all organised in my mind. “Hey sis,” Greg smiled as he stepped forward to

I pressed “Publish” for the tenth time then I checked the home page once again. Still nothing. My blog articles weren’t showing up on my blog home page. But this in itself wasn’t a big deal. Someone would fix that for me in due time. This was on top of all the other problems I

I had this dream once that by using my voice in a particular way I could open this secret gate that had been locked for years. I began wondering, what if the sounds of our voices moved energy in such a way that we created things? What if we could simply speak our dreams and

It was question time. The speaker had been inspiring. I was wondering how this might impact on a situation I was dealing with. The man holding the microphone, for people with questions, was standing right beside me. I paused to think. How should I word my question? I wanted my question to be just right. Someone on