"Writing is the intelligent but unbiased heart living in its own beating.
The only way to gain detachment, also from that heart, is to remain intimately involved with its ebb and its flow.

- Breyten Breytenbach, from Intimate Stranger; “Going”


Posted by Leanna - Sunday, September 25, 2016 - 9:29pm


Love you.  I just came back from
my trip yesterday.  I am alright
but I am very homesick.  Can't
wait to see you.  Hope all is well


Posted by Leanna - Wednesday, September 21, 2016 - 11:54am

We are more often frightened than hurt; and we suffer more from imagination than from reality.


--Marcus Aurelius


Posted by Leanna - Wednesday, September 14, 2016 - 9:21am

Dreaming of illness (mental or physical) may indicate that you have painful feelings of anger and/or resentment which are held deep within and need to be attended to.  These feelings may have been touched upon (but not fully experienced) at an earlier time in your life, and now need to be healed and released.  At the very least, they require understanding.   

Oftentimes this dream is about fear or inner turmoil, but may also suggest an impending ailment.   

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Posted by Leanna - Sunday, August 28, 2016 - 1:33pm


I like people, but sometimes I wonder how sociable I am.
I can easily be alone and it doesn’t bother me.
I don’t mind it-- it’s like a rest, it kind of refreshes myself.
I think there are two things about human beings
(at least, I think there are about me)-- 
they want to be alone and they also want to be together

- Marilyn Monroe


Posted by Leanna - Saturday, August 27, 2016 - 6:13pm


She came from the ocean. 


Posted by Leanna - Saturday, August 27, 2016 - 5:00am

dreams of eating or picking fruit may symbolize the effort and hard work needed in order to attain something desired;
the nourishing and fruitful experience of doing so.  


Posted by Leanna - Thursday, August 25, 2016 - 1:58pm




NORTH AMERICAN vulgar slang

a despicable or very unpleasant person or thing.
"he is such a petulant motherfucker"


Posted by Leanna - Wednesday, August 24, 2016 - 2:12pm

"You may have noticed that the books you really love are bound together by a secret thread. You know very well what is the common quality that makes you love them, though you cannot put it into words: but most of your friends do not see it at all, and often wonder why, liking this, you should also like that. Again, you have stood before some landscape, which seems to embody what you have been looking for all your life; and then turned to the friend at your side who appears to be seeing what you saw - but at the first words a gulf yawns between you, and you realise that this landscape means something totally different to him, that he is pursuing an alien vision and cares nothing for the ineffable suggestion by which you are transported. Even in your hobbies, has there not always been some secret attraction which the others are curiously ignorant of - something, not to be identified with, but always on the verge of breaking through, the smell of cut wood in the workshop or the clapclap of water against the boat’s side? Are not all lifelong friendships born at the moment when at last you meet another human being who has some inkling (but faint and uncertain even in the best) of that something which you were born desiring, and which, beneath the flux of other desires and in all the momentary silences between the louder passions, night and day, year by year, from childhood to old age, you are looking for, watching for, listening for? You have never had it. All the things that have ever deeply possessed your soul have been but hints of it - tantalising glimpses, promises never quite fulfilled, echoes that died away just as they caught your ear. But if it should really become manifest - if there ever came an echo that did not die away but swelled into the sound itself you would know it. Beyond all possibility of doubt you would say “Here at last is the thing I was made for.” We cannot tell each other about it. It is the secret signature of each soul, the incommunicable and unappeasable want, the thing we desired before we met our wives or made our friends or chose our work, and which we shall still desire on our deathbeds, when the mind no longer knows wife or friend or work. While we are, this is. If we lose this, we lose all."

--C.S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain


Posted by Leanna - Tuesday, August 23, 2016 - 5:32am

Dreams of arachnid guardians symbolize feminine power, or the power of the mother energy.  A spider in particular is an entity that has the potential to create life as well as the power to destroy it; something beautiful but deadly.  The mother is faithfully and fearlessly protective of her child, regardless of the circumstance.  Also suggests an acknowledgement of the source of ones being, all the while expressing a desire to be independent.  

Long legs represent the strength or wisdom that one draws from deep reserves within self (or from beneath the earth you stand); inner wisdom.  

Angular shapes or symbols (such as in the body of an spider, or the design of a spun web), point to the spiritual or magickal aspect of Self, surroundings, or circumstances.  These include the triangle, star, or polygon of most dimensions... See also magick symbolism and the occult.    

If ones home is a castle, that may suggest important, albeit mysterious changes currently occurring within the subconscious...  There is still a sleeping beauty to discover.  


Posted by Leanna - Friday, August 19, 2016 - 11:33am