Saturday, November 18, 2017

My Left foot is transiting Pluto.

I have no idea what it means about my left foot, but when i do i will tell you. Also i think if I'm going to do a blog then I probably need to make a determination to actually post daily. Realistically, that is probably the only way that i will get any good at it. Maybe it doesn't matter so much in the beginning exactly what i am writing about, but just the fact that i am somehow making a consistent effort to write every single day. There have been times in my life when i have absolutely written every single day. First off I kept a journal for years and years. Oh gosh one time though right after i turned thirty and had a total melt down I threw away all of my journals and notebooks that i had had for fifteen years.  Honestly, there are a few I want back, but i was going through a time of transition and i did not want to be lugging, literally my past with me. So off they went. I did keep however the poerty books i had put together. I also have done the Artist's Way by Julia Cameron many times, which is amongst other exercise writing twenty minutes stream of consciousness first thing every morning.

Transistions are like that, freeing, right?!?. We really should be able to let go of things and if we really miss the re-create them. The only really journal i miss from that time was from when I was a teenage runaway, and i was off on a lot of adventures, which don't worry i remember. It just would be fun to read how it is I wrote about it, i mean I was sixteen years old, totally fearless and living in my own wasteland. I will tell you all these stories someday. I even have a couple of one women story shows i have written. And before i did storytelling i was a stand up comedian, and before that i did improv comedy which is how i came to Los Angeles 12 years ago. My one women shows are called BAD BUDDHA, and KARMA: Tale of a Fat Yogi and Other Karnic Transistions. I have had a lot of transitions in my life.

I'm at another big transition again and i know despite the growing pains that the other side of this ending is a beginning worth staying strong for. I sometimes wonder at the final accounting of my life how many lives i will feel like i lived.  I have learned the art of letting go, well at least of my indenity. I'm not so sure if i have really let go of all the issues in my tissues, the things that might hold me back or make me go slow. But i do feel like i am willing to change who i am. The bottom line is we all get older and we have to deal with that! Argh, mid-life.

Tonight i am doing a private group reading at someone's house, it will just be 10 people so everyone will get a reading. Group readings can be so fasicanating because of the amount of similiarities between the participants. It might be that the majority all have the same occupation, or that all the fathers died on the same day. Ultimately these sessions are about transitions. Transistion from life to death. Transition from partnerships to being alone. Transistion from yesterday to today. The transition from grief into healing is the result i hope for.

Namaste Bitches (LOL)
❤Leisa

P.S.the picture is healthy food which is a transition from being lazy and not wanting to make my own food to one where its super easy to do it. This meal is 1 Cup of brown rice, 1 cup of mixed veggies, peppers, carrots and onions. One half of a small avocado, some Parmesan cheese on the rice, one egg, and Sriracha because i love it. Eat to live will make you feel good.

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