LauraLeongomez

29/08/2025

I’ve been working on this for a while… more accurately through my entire life 😄
I’ve put all I love into it and made it as practical and magical as I possibly could! 🧙‍♀️

I still have some videos pending but getting there. I’ll publish the page on my website soon with dates… but in the meantime wanted to share a few of the topics we’ll be exploring…

✨Time and colonised bodies and the importance of ritual
✨Stigmatisation of pleasure and destruction of cycles
✨ Symbolic Anatomy and metaphorical touch
✨ Invocations through movements and designing moves
✨Rebozo wrapping
✨Women’s bodies from a traditional and ritual medicine perspective
✨Mapping through somatic visualisation
✨Abdominal massage techniques and emotional processing and more 🙂

Open to anyone interested in exploring touch and ritual as a personal or community practice, and also insurable for those wanting to practice professionally ❣️❗️ ❣️❗️

I’ll probably have about 8 people for the first one so drop me a message if you think this can be your thing 🙂 would love to have a chat 😘😘

16/08/2025

You don’t miss me, you said today
even though you hadn’t seen me all day.
You do, however, miss your cousins
And dad

Not me
because… I’m not “fun”
You also informed me today

And well, you’re right
of course
I wouldn’t say I’m fun
Now with perimenopause, even less so

I’ll admit playing is not my thing
You’ll have to have a chat with my inner child and see what happened there…
I’m sorry.

My thing is more like thinking
My thing is stressing out
My thing is doing what no one else does
My thing is educating you
My thing is holding you

My thing
is being so firm
So constant
So immense
So reliable
So sky
So earth
So body

That you never feel like you have to miss me

28/07/2025

27/07/2025

I live in a world built upon bones and blood;
upon famine and tears
a world built upon other worlds… softer worlds perhaps

Of people who moved with the seasons
who roamed free

Who threaded reality with different languages,
each one of them a vibrant colour in the ever changing tapestry of the human experience

And then came the power
And it took the colours
And it took the languages
And it took the bodies
and it took the land

And when it was all said and done
The sacredness of the human spirit was also gone …
the faith in our own capacity for love.
We became foreigners on our planet…
a ”cancer” to get rid off
A problem to solve
But I’ll tell you something…
Amidst the rubble, amidst the blood
Amidst the dust and the fire and the bones

Still, people can sing
Still, people can cry
Still, people feel love, and horror
And joy and sorrow

Whilst the capacity to feel remains
There is hope

So feel this that you’re feeling.
No matter how sad it makes you
No matter how much it scares you
For it is the great spirit speaking from beyond
Reminding you that the human race
is as sacred as any bird, as any branch, as any blade of grass.
We are nature.
And once we’re saved, truly saved,
Once we’re free, truly free,
so will be the entirety of life

25/07/2025

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