Leiah Bowden Lightspeak Blog

A big step, today, Lying in the sunshine Alone I forgave myself For being who I am And this is how it comes upon me, this convers(at)ion. And the angel, seeing our mass shock at the horrors we allow and from which we suffer in every way, said to all of us, “I will not leave you. I will not turn my back on you, leaving you  to think that you have offended me. You can never offend Angel. “I will not leave you. I do not and will not see the ugliness you see when you regard yours

I invite you to step with me into a column of light – if you’d like to say “an imaginary column of light” that’ll do just as well – serving as an axis on which our planet spins. This column of light is so bright, we cannot open our eyes while we are inside it, even with sunglasses. (If you want to really let go and be guided through this, give your eyes a break and just listen.) So we take a few steps back, and a few steps more, until it feels safe to open our eyes. So we do,

January 20, 2017. I sent up for guidance. This is what came: You ask about the significance of this day. The significance of any day is to offer opportunities to notice the flow, the details, and sounds and smells of what moves you, and then to spend the dreamless nights allowing the quilt to form itself to cover you with information head to toe, toe to head, each morsel filtering in to the locus of maximum usefulness. This particular day you ask about, that day of opening, t

First of all, I must comment, lest anyone think that I live under a rock, that I do know there is a disturbance in the force. A volcanic rumbling. I’ll get to this in a few paragraphs. And now back to our regularly scheduled program. This is the fourth in a series of posts which I began a few months ago, initially to share the roughly 40 years of uplifting downloads I have been receiving from the expanded part of my multidimensional array that I call the Divine. As I looked a

People have asked me how I began channeling. First of all, when it began happening, I had never heard of or read any accounts that described what I was feeling. A friend in my workplace asked me what it was like and I had to think a minute before finding the right image. “It feels as if I am somehow standing aside, an empty tube, or a channel through which all these words and images are flowing.” I had never encountered the word that came to be so popular that we don’t even w

I am currently listening to the audio book version of The Game of Thrones, and have come to like Samwell Tarly, the self-confessed coward whose finer qualities his Lord father would not acknowledge as valuable. Sam is a philosopher, perceptive and sensitive. I am identifying with him. I’m afraid of violent encounters, too. Remember seeing the student stand defiantly before the tanks in Tiennanmen Square? As soon as I watched that, I wondered what would propel me to do such a

We come to this planet, seeds of the Divine. We come to this planet with the pulse of the cosmos in our hearts. We come to this planet to express the Creator in myriad possibilities. We look out of the Creator’s eyes and listen with the Creator’s ears with hungering zest, pulling in the shapes and sounds of all creation. We swallow all we perceive and all that we do and we call it our own. But it is not our own. We are stewards, using these bodies, filtering information throu