Every so often I would experience an energy that would make me feel more alive. As if suddenly I had a new perspective on everything. I felt uplifted and inspired. At some point I felt to name this energy, as if it was a friend that would come to visit me in magical moments. I named her Leom. I told her that I wanted her to come visit me more often, because with her life was so much more exciting. I was able to look at things through her eyes and felt awoken to a higher level. See, there would be times when she would not come around at all and I wondered why...
Eventually she told me that she was from a higher vibrational realm and was not able to dive into the more dense layers of our reality. Even if she wanted to...
If I wanted to merge with her I had to raise my vibration to meet her. And this I would do by making an offering through my creativity. As one would build a beautiful altar by putting fresh flowers and meaningful, symbolic objects to dial in a portal for the divine to pour through, she asked me to make her costumes to playfully give her spirit shape. It is like lending her a language through which she could speak.
To give you more of an idea of who she is, I will have to limit myself to words that are only somewhat descriptive. At first I felt like she was an elvish being of pure consciousness. A tall being of light...kind of an alien. Her language is movement, fluently spiraling through space. Her spirit is young and childlike yet ancient and wise. When present she would put a smile on my face and give me a special glow. And so I began to tune into my higher s-elf. I decided to make her feel welcome by keeping the creative flame burning. Continuous effort seem to be worth moments of infinity.
That was long before I ever ran a clothing business. The pieces were assembled slowly. Step by step... The thread reaches across continents, interwoven throughout my life, imbedded deep in the blueprint of our collective consciousness. You may think I am totally out there. You may think this is a cute, playful story. Both is true. It is as much of a story as a story can be. I guess we need to find some way to describe energy and a way to share what makes us feel alive and resonant. After all everything tangible is just like a piece of clothing for the energy that runs through it. As we still live in this world we might need some physical objects, essence filled food, stories and possibly something to wear...