Lawren Leo

Most people live their lives laying prostrate before a false god, waiting for a cue to rise. There are no cues, only decisions. Shall I have dessert? Shall I have the best of the wine? Shall I love the person next to me? They can all be brought to your table. Rise, I say, rise and look within to the truth, to the light, and tell it your decision.

The secret to excitement is discovering new paths, and having the courage to take them.

We have the power to change voluntarily, and there is something wonderful and awe-inspiring about that power.

The earth is a mosaic, and most fail to notice the gossamer tesserae floating down from the realm of the mind that form its images of beauty and horror.

She felt the adagio from Joaquin Rodrigo__ Concierto de Aranjuez strumming at her inner thighs like a guitar, and then slowly moving upwards until it wrapped around her heart in its denouement.

Sacred signs always come when your soul calls out in pain or joy.

Jagged needle, wicked liesFrom under the skin, pluck evil eyes.Destiny change from pain and coldNow that you pay in blood and soul.

As she slid into her fifties, with grace I might add, she learned the art of hatred, pulling on the pain from a broken heart. She kept this pain alive, growing on the outskirts of her soul, like a copse of trees that constantly needed pruning.

She remembered something she overheard at a dinner party -- Everyone loses their mind at least once in this lifetime. Everyone.

Hidden by diaphanous clouds of mist and fog floating gracefully over vales of heather and flowing runnels, she began to dance.

Buried deep within each one of us lies a treasure. It is our mission in this lifetime to find this treasure, but its exact location is known only by the dragon that guards it.

She prayed to the gods of love and the gods of destruction, for they are one and the same.

Purpose creates a belief in a higher power, directing you toward your goal on the best path possible.

For a thought to manifest on the earth realm, a sacrifice must occur.

They kissed in the middle of the sidewalk, letting the crowds of people flow around them like water around an island.

Mother Earth allows us to live and to walk on her surface, not the other way around.

The wind went mute and the trees in the forest stood still. It was time for the last tale.

The evening pulsed with omens gentle to the eyes, and Valentina had a romantic crush on it all, like every good witch should.