Answering the Call

– Photo by Leah Schroeder

All it takes is one action of following an intuitive nudge to entirely shift one’s life.  Sometimes it is a thought that enters into one’s consciousness.  Other times it might be a suggestion or idea presented by someone else, planting the seed of change.

A few years ago, that seed was planted for me.  At the time, the suggestion was not a direction I was open to.  A year and a half ago, something shifted in my life and the suggestion was made again.  This time I was ready for it.  The past year and a half I have been taking step by step actions in preparation for a major life change.

In a few days, I will be getting in my vehicle, leaving my life behind in Winnipeg, the city of my birth, and moving to the mountains, to an area I have never visited.  I have shed many of my possessions, keeping those items that have the most meaning for me at this time, or what I will use regularly, keeping in mind that I wish to create a life where I can build a tiny home or small cabin, garden and create what I need to sustain myself.  It has been a very freeing process to let go of stuff.

I have approached this process from a place of honouring the connections I have in the city I grew up in, and the sacred places that have hugely impacted my life. I have brought closure to different parts of my life and/or relationships that had unfinished or unresolved aspects to them.  There has been the opportunity for healing for both myself and others in this process.  By the time I leave, there will be nothing left unsaid or unfinished.

A beautiful thing I have observed as I began the process of transitioning out of my businesses and life in Winnipeg, is seeing that leaving has created space for others to flourish and step up to honouring their gifts and they accept the call to carry on the work I was doing here.  That has applies to my healing practise, bookkeeping and administrative work, and family roles.  It gives me a great deal of joy to see how other people are benefiting from this change.

When the idea first came to me, I thought I would be waiting until my mother had passed on.  There came a point where I realized I couldn’t keep putting my life on hold, waiting for that time.  She and I have had somewhat of a co-dependent relationship for the past several years, especially since my dad transitioned.  As much as I wanted for her to be the one to let go first, it needed to be me.  It has been important for me to make the tough choices to move towards what is calling me.  There are a few people in my life that are hard to leave, but I know with every fibre of my being that this is what I need to do.  I trust that this and whatever happens for everyone connected to me in some way, that this is in the highest and best for all.  It isn’t just about me or what I want.

Often people ask me what I will be doing when I get to that area in the mountains, or where specifically I will be.  I don’t have a lot of answers.  I know I will be essentially homeless next week.  I will stay with my younger sister for a week.  I will spend a couple of months on a few different organic farms, gardening and helping out with whatever is needed, in exchange for room and board.  This will be an opportunity to create some space to allow the new to enter in and to connect with the land that will become my home. I will continue on with the healing work that I do and likely the bookkeeping or administrative work in some capacity.  I know my role as a lightworker will expand and change and that more will be revealed to me when I get to the area I am heading to.

I am at peace.  I feel deep gratitude for this place that has been my home for the past 52 years and for all the people that have come and gone from my life that have shaped my journey, as well as all of those who are currently in my life that have encouraged and supported this move.  I feel deeply blessed.  I am excited to explore the unknown and discover what lies ahead. I am looking forward to meeting all the souls that will be there with me through this next phase of life.

It has been interesting observing people I connect with before I go.  I have expressed to a few people that it is almost as if I am dying. I am honoured to have been able to touch so many people in such a way that they would feel that.  My life has equally been touched by each one of them.

There is a saying that has followed me since I was a teenager that I am reminded of as I get ready to leave.  “When you come to the edge of all the light you know, and step out into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing you will have something solid to land on, or you will learn to fly.”  It is time for me to fly.

Blessings to each of you, who have touched my life, and have been a part of shaping who I am.  I have so much love and gratitude in my heart for each one of you.


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Leah Schroeder is a Reiki Master, Integrated Energy Therapy® Master-Instructor, and ThetaHealing® Practitioner, .  “I was born and raised in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada. For most of my life this has been and currently is the place I call home. I spent 17 years working in Financial Services.  A strong sense that there is something more I am supposed to do in the world, a fascination with energy and a series of intuitive nudges have led me to begin practising Reiki,  ThetaHealing®, and IET®. I have a desire to learn, practice, and teach other healing modalities, empowering others to help shift the consciousness of humanity.  I am grateful for the opportunity to share my thoughts and stories with you.”


Honouring My Sisters – Reflecting On Where I Am Five Years Later


Photo by Leah Schroeder

Five years have flown by since this blog first began.  So many things have shifted over that time for each of us on a personal level and also for the collective.  There have been many times over the past five years when I felt I was in a birthing canal, with a new or more authentic version of myself emerging.

Once again I am in the space of birthing.  I am listening to my soul’s calling, diving deeper.  The last few months have been challenging and uncomfortable, and yet, I keep putting one foot in front of the other.  I am cocooning, distancing myself from what others want from me, slowly breaking the chains of old contracts and the old self, at times gasping for air and fighting for my freedom.  And then, I let go and allow myself to move in flow with the waves of intense energy flooding in.  I am learning to follow the song of my inner voice. I am shedding the old paradigm, sitting in the in-between space as the metamorphosis takes place until I am ready to emerge on the other side, completely transformed.

I have glimpses of what is coming and where I will go, but the picture is not fully formed yet.  I am okay with not knowing what that looks like.  I surrender to the river that is carrying me forward.  I trust this river to hold me, to support me, and to lead me closer to the essence of who I am and to the core of my divine calling.

I am blessed to have so many amazing women in my life.  There are those who have been in my life for many years.  There are a few that have come into my life in the last short while to assist me with this shift I am in the midst of,  and for us to support each other and share in work we are being called to do.  They are my soul sisters, my mothers, the midwives supporting me through this birthing process I am moving through, my teachers, and those I have had the gift of passing on what I have learned. I, in turn, have the opportunity to serve in the same way for them.

I send love and gratitude to you, for your presence here, and your place in my life, as we continue to lift each other up, and together raise the vibration of the planet and shift the consciousness of humanity. Blessings to you. Namaste.


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Leah Schroeder is a Reiki Master, Integrated Energy Therapy® Master-Instructor, and ThetaHealing® Practitioner, .  “I was born and raised in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada. For most of my life this has been and currently is the place I call home. I spent 17 years working in Financial Services.  A strong sense that there is something more I am supposed to do in the world, a fascination with energy and a series of intuitive nudges have led me to begin practising Reiki,  ThetaHealing®, and IET®. I have a desire to learn, practice, and teach other healing modalities, empowering others to help shift the consciousness of humanity.  I am grateful for the opportunity to share my thoughts and stories with you.”

The power of control…

I have heard all my life that change is the only thing that is constant, yet it is change that we often struggle with the most.

When we’re driving and have to change lanes because of traffic conditions, we may get a little exasperated until we’re back within a comfortable flow of traffic. When we have unexpected guests for dinner and don’t have enough pork chops, we may get a little flustered at having to make pasta instead, until we get all the ingredients together and bubbling merrily on the stove top.

Our brains needed to catch up with the necessary changes before we became comfortable with them.

But when we choose to change lanes when we are driving or we decide at the last moment to make pasta for dinner instead of pork chops, we become comfortable faster because we initiated the changes and our brains were ready for them.

When we choose to leave a job, or a relationship, or move to another location, we’re usually ok with the change. But if we leave a job because we got laid off, or our significant other broke up with us, or we had to move because the landlord sold the house we were renting, we can feel positively devastated.

It seems to me that it’s more about being in control of the change rather than the change itself.

Being upset about something that is out of our control is really as pointless as it is to be ok with a change that we initiated, because we don’t know the future. We don’t know for sure of the eventual outcome of either the forced change or the chosen change.

I can remember plenty of times where a change I chose to make didn’t turn out as good I had anticipated, just like there are many times a change occurred that originally I was not happy with turned out better than I expected it to.

When I find myself in that whole frustrated, exasperated, complaining, or whining mode about an unexpected change in the routine of my life, I try to remember to go with the flow and make a choice to be comfortable in the moment without having to wait for my brain to become comfortable with it.

Instead of feeling defeated, I feel the exhilaration of the power of control: control of my emotions.

Change is inevitable. There is no stopping it. Just remember that you always have the power to control your reactions to it in a way that you are comfortable with. Then just go with the flow and see where you end up.

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Why is this blog entry called why?

I’ll get to that. For now you have to keep wondering for a few minutes.

At work, between calls and emails I sometimes find the time to play little brainless games that require no energy at all and just keep my boat afloat through the day. Today I am playing Mahjong. Something about this game means I have an entire part of my mind that feels free to wander, and so it meanders along the little creek commonly referred to as the “stream of consciousness”. I am thinking about a conversation I had with my friend yesterday.

In the past six months I have developed a very close friendship with someone who is a few years older than my parents. Yesterday we were at the pub having a chat, and it led to me doing what I often do – ranting about the state of the world. Telling my favourite tale about how seeing people in abject poverty, and knowing that the system has the power to do something but doesn’t do it, has caused me to become a revolutionary.

That seems to be the story I tell about myself. And it points to a very strange contradiction between my core world views.

I can accept that everything that happens to me happens for a reason. I can work from the foundation that everything in my own life right now is as it should be. I feel divine guidance around me all the time. Including right now.

What I have never been able to do is accept that everything that happens to everyone happens for a reason. In particular, that poverty, famine, and the sins of capitalism/social class have happened for a reason, or that they are exactly as it should be. This inability to accept is what causes me to carry this as my story, rattle off my tale of inequality and injustices seen second-hand, preach to anyone who will listen about how we all have to do everything we can to change it.

So this is exactly what I did, and as always I had a willing listener in my older (and infinitely wiser) friend. I suspect he was like me once – young, wild-eyed and lost in the world. He has spent his entire life so far in service to the working class. From his perspective I’m almost certainly naive, but he clearly finds my global ambition refreshing, so he puts up with my naivety.

“People die every day due to the injustices of the world. In the face of this urgency, how can we afford to sit back and just let things happen?” I say in the middle of my rant.
Somehow he didn’t have to say anything at this point – I could tell in his reaction that my description of urgency made him a little tired. That was enough. I got the message.
“Things have been urgent for centuries, haven’t they” I said slowly.
“Exactly,” he replied. “That’s the problem.”

Ugh. There’s one to digest. Here I am thinking the world can’t wait another year like this, and suddenly I have to wake up to the realization that it probably will take a long, long time and a lot more unjust deaths before things start to even out. Who knows if the world will ever look the way I see that it could look? Will we get there?
I don’t know. Nobody knows.
Why, though?
Why do people die?
Why do people oppress each other?
Why can I not accept the same patience and understanding for other peoples problems – tragedies – as for my own problems – challenges?

Sadie, calls my soft wise voice, the Universe.
Yes? Do you have the answer? I’m listening. Please tell me.
Sadie, you silly child.
Don’t you think if I wanted you to accept other people’s plights I would have made you to accept other people’s plights? Hasn’t it crossed your mind that your inability to accept the state of the world is the very fire that keeps you being you? If everything is as it should be, doesn’t that include you being as you should be – and not being able to accept it as it is?
The picture suddenly makes a little bit more sense, and I swear I heard the Universe laugh gently.

I think about this for a while, and finally I asked the Universe,
“For goodness sake, you like paradoxes, don’t you? Can’t you ever make anything straight forward?”
Don’t be silly. There – the Universe just laughed again. The laughter is soothing, even though I think it is laughing at me. It seems to think I’m cute. I might be a little irritated, like a child pouting when her mother fluffs up her hair, except that I feel strong waves of love being sent to me.
Anyway, you have all the resources you need, right? Like the guidance of your wise mentor-friend. I arranged that, you know. I’ve got your back.
“Yeah, yeah, I know.” Now I sound like a teenager, trying to get her mother to go away and stop babying her. Secretly, though, I love the Universe’s motherly attention right now. It soothes my heart.

So much for the serenity prayer – I’m off to go attempt to change the things that I’ve been told I can’t change. Clearly, I wasn’t made to accept them after all.

The Importance of Why

I have been accused in the past of being nauseatingly cheerful. I do my best to take responsibility for the energy I bring to the space that I’m in, sometimes more successfully than others.

In focusing on being positive its easy to lose sight of why things need to change from the status quo we have gotten used to. I believe that if each person focuses on sharing the love in their heart that we will eventually live in the world that I believe we all long for.

If we continue with the systems that are currently in place with the conditioning that came with them it will be nearly impossible to change the grass roots of what we have become accustomed to and take for granted in this life.

A few days ago I happened to watch a documentary on Netflix called Vegucated. I grow my own little organic vegetable garden in the summer so I was curious what would be offered. I don’t think I will ever be the same.

I have seen glimpses here and there about the atrocities that are committed in slaughterhouses but never really focused on it because it is horrific to me. Our culture is to a great degree built around meat being a staple. Rainforests are stripped for grazing areas, production practices create more of a threat to global warming than vehicles with methane gas being a bigger threat than the CO2 that cars produce. I never considered those things.

With the escalation of atrocities that humans are perpetuating against each other it also highlighted another point I had never considered. When I saw the horror of the pigs as they saw one of their brethren fall to the floor twitching, and realized they were next, as I saw chickens with breasts so enlarged that they couldn’t stand, when I saw day old chicks that weren’t considered grade A by the inspectors, tossed into a grinder shoot to be ground alive for pet food, I could have puked! The overcrowded housing of chickens whether it is for eggs or meat is beyond disgusting. Hearing the screams of cows that are being branded with a hot iron, or being castrated with no anesthesia or baby pigs who literally have their testicles snatched off by hand directly after birth by a person is gut wrenching.

It is incomprehensible to me that this goes on at all and doubly so that I am one of the consumers that fuel this process and one of the people who has ignored it.

What glares the most for me is that as a healer and consultant for wellness I clearly see that this has a great deal to do with the underpinnings of the atrocities that are going on for each of us. Whether it is shootings of children, their own mothers drowning them, or the dissection of people’s bodies in the name of preventing disease or cancer treatments with radiation and chemicals, we can all agree there needs to be a bedrock change right?

Before mass production farms were family run, the chickens were free range and chose their own diet rather than being fed dead food. Cows went out to pasture and if they were put in a barn, had ample space, they grazed on grasses and were cared for, even named. Pigs are one of the top 10 most intelligent animals on the planet (I’m wondering right now if humans are on that list as well), remember Charlotte’s Web? How our food was produced as little as 100 yrs ago was totally different from how it is today.

There is no love, no compassion, no responsibility in how our food is produced. Anything Mom cooks for you is automatically better even if someone side by side produced the exact thing, love is an ingredient, respect is an ingredient. If I pick broccoli from my garden my son will fight me for it and sneak it off my plate if he has a chance. I served store bought broccoli the other day and once he realized it he threw the rest in the trash. These discerning minds need live food to fuel their magnificence and they aren’t getting it from GMO, processed, pasteurized and in other words dead food. The Bible says “Life begets life” and it is universally true, yet we are killing ourselves and losing our humanity by consuming stress and death.

Understanding basics about biology helps me understand that those animals that are unnaturally confined, fed what is not natural to them, medicated, forced to be pregnant perpetually and tortured are killed for meat that is filled with stress hormones and chemical remains. We consume this meat and take on their stress and fear. Vegetables and fruits that are produced with pesticides and are genetically altered lose their own natural properties and the synergy of the elements that would otherwise come together and create beauty and grace that we would take on in the consuming of them. We have pets that are taking on the same illnesses as their owners because they are consuming corn that is indigestible and ground up live baby chicks among other things you don’t even want to know about.

We’ve turned to medicine, asking something that we have no deficiency in,to save us from ourselves and the things that we have allowed by ignoring them. We came into a Garden of Eden and it has systematically been turned into a hell where we are presented daily with examples of how love is absent. Legislation will not protect us. Fear will not protect us. Judgement will not protect us. Love will protect us. Loving this planet and all its contents will protect us. Looking into the shadows of our behavior with honesty will help us see what the importance is of why we need to change, personally and globally. Examining our own practices, self educating about the alternatives and moving forward in a loving direction can change the course of the planet as a whole and it has already begun.

For myself, I’m considering committing my entire lawn front and back to vegetables this  year and/or sharing garden space with a friend who has more space than she can manage. I will have less and less meat in my diet unless it has been naturally produced. I will buy eggs solely from a local farm where the chickens are free range friends. I will share more and care more and not shy away from speaking my truth whether its bright and shiny or not. I will use my wallet as a tool of change. I will hold the words of Mother Theresa in my heart. . . “I see Jesus Christ every day in all his distressing disguises.”

May we all have the love and compassion to look into the shadows of our humanity and embrace the importance of why, and then make the changes our hearts lead us to, each day.

May we find the courage to look beneath the surface. Photo by Vicki Willoughby

May we find the courage to look beneath the surface. Photo by Vicki Willoughby

And for the men and the women who love them, check out this page and watch the video for a lighter side of excluding meat from your life. I had to laugh!!!!

All change starts within…

Guestblog by ❤❤❤❤❤ Sannanda True Spirit

Life becomes easier when we realize that the change of ourselves is the beginning to every external transformation. No more need to change others to fit into our reality. Can you feel it?

When you decide to hold another Vibration within you – Everything out there will respond to you in a new way – matching your new You. If you don’t play games it will be very difficult for others to play games with you. If you are Honest and Clear you will bring that response into your life receiving the same in return.

This realization sets you free to see yourself as the key to all solutions in your life. You become the creator of it all and you can let go of the idea that others need to change in order for you to be happy. Freedom is the result.

We are the ripples in our own Universe… our own essence… touching it all…

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