the invitation...

Some letters are cherished for a lifetime. Some have the power to heal the deepest emotional mess.

Hi there. If we don’t know each other yet, my name is Leia and I have been exploring the power of words for decades… their layers of history and mystery, and their influence in the creation of our world.

Why?

The right words are important.

First impressions are powerful, complicated, and sometimes impossible to repair. Some words create what feels like an unbreakable bond, while others can rupture the foundation of relationships we thought would span lifetimes.

Words are more than just language. They are centuries-old symbols, frequencies, rolling off the tongue... or the page in ways that often keep us tethered to relationships long past the physical dance we have cursed or treasured.

‘Words do not describe our reality. They create it.’

~ Chase Hughes

Take a moment to re-member your first love; the one who got away; a cherished family bond; or an important conversation that shifted the trajectory of your life for better or worse.

These moments continue to have substance, in-fluence, soul... and the power to pull us backward into unresolved tales or carry us forward on the wings of cherished words.

We are all still dancing there, re-creating the stories that both haunt and define us.

Relationships never really end. They are re-membered.

They are re-membered in the unwindings of our ancestors... in the tattered and worn pages my mother unfolded, loved, and cried on many times in her quiet moments away from the doings of life. Some words are cherished.

Impact...

Sometimes impact sits silent in our collective imaginings. Often it slips, unseen, into a conversation we never intended to speak and creates whole worlds of stories we might never hear.

You will have impact in the spaces between your words, and in the language that thoughtlessly spills out as you make space between the important things.

The Important Things...

What if our words are the important things? We have a tradition in our family that a gift is never given until meaning expresses itself.

The true gifts in life are the letters of gratitude; the 'I'm sorry and I love you' letters; and the letters from the wisdom of children. They are not only the holiday card and valentines. They are the completion letters, when pieces of us break off from each other.

They are the end or beginning-of-life letters and the pre-dementia letters to speak what has been smoldering in our belly before we lose our words.

They are our words of intent and creation.

The Invitation...

I invite you to sit for the next 7 days with the stories that organically visit in between the doings of your own life. How are they re-minding you?

What words have you swallowed in time... the pebble on top of a pebble, on top of a pebble - barely contained?

What is asking to be shouted into the skies and claimed as your own unique and powerful voice?

I invite you to live on purpose. Join me for an intentional collaboration.

It's your life! What happens next?