I think it is so important for us to take back our bodies,
our lives, to call out our true names, to live in our skin in a way that suits *US*.

~ Maitri.
Goddess, writer & dear friend,
on my eyebrow piercing.

::: the piercing light :::

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I take deep breaths this morning
and step into a destiny.

I have wanted this for so long. In my teens, I used to hold my eyebrow when I felt in need of strength.

I decided a couple of weeks ago.
It’s now… or it won’t happen.

I don’t want to live my life with an unpierced eyebrow.

So I book my appointment.
I listen to all the nay~saying,
but I consult with my heart, and she knows what she wants.
I speak with my spirit. It tells me all will be well.

So I select the blue barbell.
I lie softly, peacefully on the white vinyl.
I meditate on a candle flame.

The forceps holding the skin tight. The lightning pierce. And then it is over. I scarcely believe it. My eyebrow is pierced… finally.

It is my wedding ring to myself.
Leonie, I promise to treasure your dreams. I will chase them with you and for you. I will hold to your truth, and I believe intensely in your intuition. I love you, and commit to you.

I walk the length of the yard, up and down,
and I feel like I have stepped into the body I’ve been waiting for.
I feel more normal in my incarnation as Leonie than ever.

The truth, the love, the dreams come pouring out.

A pierced Leonie.


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but fancily… is the only way to do it…

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“You have no conception of the limits
you have placed on your perception,
and no idea of all the loveliness that you could see.
Perception can make whatever picture the mind desires to see.
Remember this.
In this lies either Heaven or hell, as you elect.”
~ The Course in Miracles

Who told you that life was meant to be hard,
that challenges couldn’t be overcome,
that you weren’t supposed to be happy and joyfilled?

Who told you that you weren’t a god/goddess,
that your dreams were too fanciful to be reality,
that you should settle for less than that BIG LOVE,
that you were unloved or unattractive or ungroovy or just plain un?

And when the hell did you choose to believe them?

I want you to know I believe in you.
Even when I can’t find the words or the self love or the gntleness.


i sit watching rockstar idol
i am intoxicated… by them… and fermented grape…
i am intoxicated because i see how each are so different.
some have the stronger voices… but they each do what they can do best…
i love butterfly girl heather. daphna with bangs. serial killer marty. intensely jd. cheerleader with the grunty voice. the blonde janis japlin. mohawked chocolate daylight. barefooted bearded shagadelic one. miggy wiggy.

and i love them…
because they have perfected the art of being themselves.

Google Earth rocks my world…

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Gua Musang, Malaysia

I’ve been having a GRAND time exploring the world with google earth.
I kept saying:
it’s just all so beautiful. what a huge, beautiful globe we’re on.

Tonight I’ve found the village of Gua Musang, that I spent a few weeks in a few years ago…
(above). I even stalked one of my penpals and found her house. It’ll come in handy next time I stop by America for a picnic by the pond with her.

I found my parents cattle property in the green lushness of the Whitsundays…

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I even saw a sugar cane fire from space!

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Then I journeyed down the crevasses of the Grand Canyon and found Turquoise Canyon…

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And virtually fulfilled item #74 of my Things to do this Life list by taking a “photo” of the red of Grand Canyon against a blue sky…

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ahhh, sweet dream catching and world exploring…

creative goddess girls…

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part of my dreamboard… an evolving collage…

somedays i just get so excited by the delicious deliverings of creative goddess girls,
that i just want to run away from the spreadsheets and get paint under my fingernails.

get inspired by

:: karissa :: tine :: keri :: jen :: andrea :: violette :: penelope ::

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the feather (from yesterday) now lives on my dreamboard…