Leeah Murray

03/09/2026

Today I keep seeing women praised for their resilience.

And I understand why. Women across this world have endured abuse, oppression, violence, and generational harm, and somehow continued to move forward.

But if I’m being honest, I’m personally about one more compliment about my resilience away from throat-punching someone. Lately, I find myself dreaming of a world where resilience isn’t necessary. Isn’t even a word in our vocabulary or a concept that exists.

A world where girls never have to learn how to survive the people or systems that should have protected them. Where strength isn’t measured by how much pain someone can carry.

I often think about who women across this planet could have been if their energy had gone toward becoming instead of surviving.

What art might exist.
What discoveries might have been made.
What tenderness and brilliance we never got to see.
What community could look like.

I dream of a world shaped by all of that brilliance.

Sometimes I wonder what would be possible if the most powerful biological force on this planet, women, the creators of life itself, were able to fully direct that force toward building a world aligned with our highest and best expression.

Not one built from survival but from wisdom, creativity, care, and possibility.

My hope for the future isn’t stronger women. It’s a world gentle enough that resilience is no longer required. ❤️

I would be absolutely nothing without the women I’ve been so fortunate to walk through life with. 🙏❤️

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03/05/2026

👀 Decentering quotas, KPIs, and shareholder value like a mfer. 😂

03/01/2026

For most of my life, I lived bracing for impact.

I thought that was normal. Always alert, always waiting for something to shift or safety to disappear. Even in happy moments, there was tension underneath, like I was waiting for the other shoe to drop.

I didn’t realize how much energy survival demanded until I no longer had to survive.

Twelve years ago, I stayed up all night talking to a guy in Canada, not knowing that morning would divide my life into two chapters. Before peace, and after.

Meeting Mark wasn’t chaos or intensity. It was calm. Steady. Certain. Someone who never made me prove my worth and who stayed exactly who he said he was, year after year.

Slowly, something inside me released.

For the first time, I felt safe enough to just exist. My nervous system softened. My mind had space to create, to imagine, to be curious instead of vigilant. Parts of me woke up that I didn’t even know were sleeping. Playfulness. Honesty. The freedom to explore connection and closeness without fear, and to be fully seen and still accepted.

He stays in the hard conversations. We don’t walk away with things unsaid. He meets emotion with patience, not defensiveness. Consistency, not punishment.

He didn’t change who I was. He made it safe for me to become fully myself.

Love, I’ve learned, isn’t intensity. It’s peace. It’s the person beside whom you can fully live, love, and open without fear of being too much or not enough.

Twelve years later, I’m still grateful for the calm that stayed. ❤️

02/27/2026

What a fu***ng initiation the last two years have been.

Telling the truth when it cost me.
Setting boundaries when it was excruciating.
Walking away when staying would have been easier.
Refusing to self-abandon just to be chosen.

Kindly, Universe… let embodiment be enough. I do not require additional demonstrations. If destiny reveals itself when you confront your fear and choose consciously… then I’ve done my part. Respectfully requesting a long integration period. No more field tests.

I have passed the vibe check. I am not available for remedial karmic cycles. This concludes my demonstration of character. Initiation is now complete. End scene.

If anything, I’ve provided you with ample alternative candidates for future curriculum. 😂👋 I am hereby self-electing into the Witness Protection Program from all future “growth opportunities.” If I hadn’t made it abundantly clear previously, let it be known I am now only accepting growth experiences of bliss, joy, reciprocity, and boring levels of stability.

02/22/2026

There is only ONE WAY for a soul to enter this dimension and experience this reality - and that’s through a woman.

Women create life inside their bodies. Men cannot. So what do you do when you can’t generate life? You control the people who can.

You build religions that regulate their bodies.
You build governments that legislate their reproduction.
You build medical systems that dismiss their pain.
You build schools that shrink their voices.
You build corporations that extract their labor.
You romanticize motherhood while stripping mothers of power.
You sexualize women while policing their sexuality.
You depend on women for emotional labor while mocking them as “too emotional.”
You call it “natural” when it serves you and “hysterical” when it doesn’t.

You fear what you cannot replicate.

If you can’t create life, you create oppressive systems. And then you sit at the top of them.

Patriarchy makes a lot more sense when you stop pretending it’s about strength and start admitting it smells like insecurity.

For centuries, the people who cannot gestate life have built entire civilizations around controlling those who can.

That’s not dominance. That’s compensation. And the wildest part? The very thing that’s been controlled, women’s autonomy, is the most biologically powerful force on the planet.

You don’t build global systems to contain something unless you’re deeply threatened by it.

In early Christian texts (the gospel of Mary), Mary shares teachings she says came directly from Jesus. Peter immediately questions her: “Did he really speak privately with a woman and not openly to us?”

There it is. Not theological disagreement. Threat.

A woman claiming spiritual authority. Positioned as witness.
Speaking revelation.

And the instinct isn’t curiosity. It’s containment. Peter becomes the rock the institutional Church is built on. Mary is erased, diminished, rewritten. If patriarchy were secure, it wouldn’t need to question whether Jesus “would really speak to a woman.”

Systems only rush to silence what they feel endangered by.

Envy builds hierarchy. Threat builds doctrine. Insecurity builds institutions.

And the pattern repeats.

02/15/2026

02/06/2026

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02/04/2026

Micro to Macro. Been traversing systemic trauma at multiple levels unfortunately. Patriarchal / Capitalists systems will do anything to preserve the worst among them. Selective Truth. Procedural theater. No accountability. Blame shifting. If you’re questioning your reality right now, that’s the it intention and only hope. Your lived experience is valid.

When people say “not all men,” the only way that statement has meaning is if it becomes action toward other men.

Not toward women.
Not toward survivors.
Not toward people already harmed.

But laterally and upward.

Calling out.
Setting boundaries.
Refusing silence.
Breaking ranks.
Risking social comfort.

That’s what embodiment looks like. If it’s “not all men,” then which men are willing to stand between harm and power?

Because historically, systems don’t fall when the oppressed speak. They fall when the protected stop protecting.

02/02/2026

Happy birthday to the man I am endlessly grateful to move through this life with. My foundation, my safe place, and my favorite person to do literally everything with.

You are the steadiest, most emotionally even keeled human I know, which is honestly impressive considering the chaos I occasionally bring to the table. You teach me constantly just by how you show up, with patience, humor, integrity, and a calm that somehow makes everything feel manageable.

My favorite Fortnite duo. My favorite World of Warcraft arena partner. The keeper of every single secret. My favorite person to collect rocks with. Always down for whatever adventure I dream up, from road trips to wandering around looking at cool sticks and stones like little goblins, or helping me set up my moon ceremonies without batting an eye. You see me, support me, show up for me, and choose me fully, all of me, every time.

We have lived through so many seasons together and somehow just keep getting better. I know without question that every version of me is safe with you. Even when I am falling apart, you are steady and grounded.

Thank you for always speaking kindly to me, for never raising your voice, and for being honest in a way that gives me a deep sense of safety I never knew was possible.

You are rare in all the ways that actually matter, and I am so lucky I get to do this life with you! Happy birthday, lover! 🥰😘 🤍🌙🎂🎮🪨

01/27/2026

Over the last few months, my therapist has consistently been guiding me from the micro to the macro, and I cannot stress this enough. The more I talk to people, the more obvious it becomes.

If you objectively look at what is happening at a systems level nationally, and then look at the systems in your own life, the parallels are undeniable. Micro mirrors macro. We are watching the collapse of narcissistic systems across the board.

The work is not to stop the collapse. The work is to remain regulated while it happens, so you are not taken down with it. 👏👏👏 Also, I want to be very clear - please don’t interpret this to mean remain positive or optimistic. No bypassing. Allow the rage (or whatever emotion, grief, sadness, etc.), feel it, accept it. It doesn’t have to be destructive. When you can regulate and allow the full range of emotions - it is so powerful & clarifying. The more regulated you are, the clearer you are, the more effective you are.

Two of the most impactful things that have helped me lately are these simple somatic practices. For anyone newer to this, the goal of somatic work is to help your nervous system shift out of fight or flight and back into regulation. One clear sign your nervous system is relaxing is yawning. Truly magical.

1. This one is almost laughably simple and wildly effective.
Turn your head to the left and hold it there until you yawn. That’s it. Seriously. Magic.

2. When regulation feels especially hard, lie on your back with your butt against a wall and your legs up the wall. I swear it confuses the brain, because if your life were truly in danger, you would not be able to rest in that position. 90 seconds of this is magic.

Box breathing, EFT tapping, and EMDR-style eye movements all have free guided resources available online. I also love incorporating self reiki and breathwork to bring awareness back into my body and support regulation that way.

Use all the tools. Stay informed, but take breaks when you need them. It is chaotic, it is terrifying, but the only way out is through.

01/26/2026

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