LEAH
Leah Kavan
Master Florist | Floriculturist | Master Gardener | Vessel of the Devic Realm
Leah, with God’s Love in action, offers the way flowers speak to us in her designs, fragrances, colours and essences.
No-thing is arbitrary in her work. All are carefully, deeply considered to show The Way of The Flower. Every single luminescent petal in the grand blooming flora push its way up and out from rich roots to crowning glory.
Leah gathers flowers from all parts of the world; most importantly, from her gardens and the North American continent. Bouquets and stems of opulence are a language sung for your very heart’s desire.
God in action are flowers opening, radiating Love and Truth, the highest, most powerful energy. Leah wants you to fall in love all over again and again, with His majestic creation, the Flower.
Leah’s Story
I came into the world of Spirit on our Peace Star’s bountiful dreamscape, Earth’s extraordinary flora and fauna.
Born remembering who I am and sharing my spirit with the spirit of flowers, encouraged me to begin my mission on the wave of Love and pure Joy.
At two years old, in a canoe with my mom and dad paddling in the clear sparkling waters of Lake Kakagi, Ontario, the wonders of water lilies, frogs and dragonflies caught my eye. The joy of life on this plane spread though my being.
During my third or fourth year, skimming my fingers on the quiet waters of the bay, I had my first communing with the flower world among the pink and white lily blooms. All of my senses peaked. The fauna, I noticed, watched over me and gladdened me to move forward in this wonderland.
I searched for Jesus at four years of age. I looked into the open tulips with macro vision. My grandmother told me that Jesus was in me and around me, everywhere. I saw many visions in the glossy petals of tulips. Simple yet profound for a young child. I understood the magnitude of Peace that came from Grandmother’s words. I knew He was there and always would be. I knew then that The Way to Him was through the beauty the heart feels when it falls in love with a flower.
Later, the Peace Rose became a symbol for me, and I remain with the Prince of Peace for all eternity crowned with a little girl’s chaplet of daisies.
I also picked my first colourful bouquet during my fourth summer. I didn’t want to take them all, and so I chose one here and there in a grand patch of purple violets. My little hands held dozens. Fully in my heart, spirit whispered to me, “Give them to your mom.”
No flowers, flora or fauna, have ever escaped my awareness, my peripherals, my olfactory, my touch and exchange of thoughts and feelings. I shall never exist here without love for our Mother’s beauty.
I speak with the birds, the butterflies, stick bugs and caterpillars. I sit and breathe against the trees, feeling their energy coursing up through my centre. I understand them and all the little creatures that make up our world. I learn their secrets and their teachings during our sharing of fellowship and soul path missions. In so doing, I have brought back to life a bee and a butterfly who wanted to continue their cycles dazzling in a world of God Is.
Always, have I nestled right in to the fragrant, velvety-incandescent petals of a rose. Her protective layers of love never cease as rainbow droplets of sun rest on her edges.
I opened the doors of my flower shop, Flowers By Timeless, LTD., in Western Springs, Illinois to all those who felt the Love and walked The Way into a place filled with Flower Spirit. What an honour to design the heart’s delight in flowers. One-of-a-Kinds to every client, friends-to-be, souls to remember, were gathered together for the rush of pure relaxation; fromGod’s Creation, his Timeless Creation.
After my shop was transitioned to a fellow Canadian, I moved my family to Nova Scotia, Canada where the ocean meets the land and the “Gardens” are God’s.
Today, I remain in a peaceful world working with Spirit of the Devic realm, the realm of all living beauty that surrounds every imaginable thing. This glorious realm we live in always grows and takes hold no matter what we are doing during our stay on this Earth plane.
Even between granite boulders does a Wintercress, with courage, grow tall and strong.
Vibrancy and resilience is forever possible with God.
In my floriculture work, I give and receive Love through caring for flora and fauna.
This world of precious life I pray and give the depth of my gratitude.
We truly live in a garden on the Peace Star.
We too are the supreme parts of this garden.
We are the seeds and beauty from the one True Being
We are expressed as are glorious flowers gathered together in a sea of colour.
May She always be tended with hearts wide open.
In reverence, I thank God for All Creations, for a place that shines in the cosmos. For It is as we are, dearly loved.
Peace, Leah
Floriculturist and Sovereign Gardener
Flora Chymist
Master Florist
Reverent Linguist for Flowers
Authoress and Photographer
Leah offers the way flowers speak to us through her floral designs, bottled fragrances, grandeur of essences and elixirs, her sublime healing language of flowers and photographs of living gems from her sovereign gardens.
No-thing is arbitrary in her work.
All are deeply considered to show The Way of The Flower.
The Way is the lit path to the heart of love, God.
It is unconditional as are flowers opening, and radiating love and truth.
The Way of The Flower awakens emotions and causes a re-membering to connect us with one another and to All that is.
Flowers convey our deepest desire from a single stem to bouquets of opulence.
Immortalizing her flower art, every request may be accompanied with a written conveyance and flora portraiture.
You may choose to order any or all:
Floral Art – Single stem to any one-of-a-kind floral order, or a blend of flowers based on your message.
Photos of Flowers – Portraiture of your flower order or other available images.
Lingua of Flowers – The meaning of your flowers in written conveyance
Flora Chymistry – Bottles of Divine Liquid: Elixirs, Essences and Fragrances of Bouquets, all of which are blessed and charged with sun, moon and starlight.
Leah’s work makes you fall in love again and again with His majestic creation, The Flower.
ABOUT
MY STORY
Beginnings
I came into this life marvelling at our bountiful Earth Mother’s dreamscape of extraordinary flora and fauna.
With the spirit of flowers in my heart, I was encouraged at a very early age to begin my mission on the wave of live brought on by the world of flowers.
A toddler in a canoe with mom and dad on the clear sparkling waters of Lake Kakagi, Ontario, Canada, the awe of water lilies, frogs and dragonflies caught my eye.
Joy spread through my being.
I lived skimming my fingers on the warm mirrored bay communing with the lily pads, the fish beneath and choruses of bubbles rising to the twinkling surface.
All of my senses peaked.
The fauna, I noticed, seemed to be watching over, and gladdened me to move forward in this earthly wonderland.
A long auburn haired child with green eyes, a kind of knowing swirled in my head as I looked into the glossy tulips with macro vision in mom’s garden.
“If only I could be tiny Thumbelina and fall in love with a flower prince.”
I gathered my first colourful bouquet.
I didn’t want to pick them all, and so I chose one here and one there in a grand patch of purple violets.
My little hands held dozens.
Fully in profundity, a small voice whispered, “Give them to mom.”
That’s when Mother’s Day became everyday.
(PHOTO violets)
I asked my grandmother, “Where is Jesus?”
In less than a beat, she said, “He is in you. He is all around us.”
Euphoria filled my chest.
It made sense to me during the conversations I had with the swallows, stick bugs and Pineapple weed Matricaria discoidea.
Here I was, a young girl, feeling the magnitude of Peace from Grandmother’s words because I knew He was always there.
I knew then that The Way to Him was through the heart, especially when falling in love with a flower.
(PHOTO Pineapple weed Matricaria discoidea)
Later
A chaplet of daisies appeared on my path one day.
(PHOTO daisy crown)
This surprise gift took me back to the young girls days of making crowns of clover blossoms and the cherished daisy ritual:
The anticipation of pulling petals from a daisy one by one awaiting the answer born on the last petal,
“He loves me.
He loves me not.
He loves me.
He loves me not.
He loves me!”
(PHOTOS 1. A daisy a day with pearl bracelet 2. New daisy emerging)
Spirits of nature never escape my awareness, my peripherals, my olfactory, my touch and exchange of thoughts and feelings.
I shall never exist without loving our Mother’s beauty.
I speak with the bir, the butterflies, birds and toads.
I sit and breath against the trees, feeling their energy course up through my centre.
I innerstand them all and how they make up our world.
I learn their secrets and their teachings while sharing fellowship with them.
I have brought back to life a bee and a butterfly.
What a dazzling synapse between the winged and a garden of flowers.
How my story evolved into my missionary flower art
MASTER FLORIST
Together with my mom, the doors of our flower shop, FLowers by Timeless, Ltd., in Western Springs, Illinois burst open with the love of flower power.
Eleven wonderful part-time florist employees stayed with us for years. We cherished the friendships we made together and with our clients.
My passion for flowers and plants spilled out into arrangements and landscaping, personalizing every request.
For me, it was a delight to design a one-of-a-kind for everyone, friends-to-be, souls to remember.
The shop was transitioned to a new steward in 2001 when I chose to raise my family in Nova Scotia, Canada, the ocean playground where the sea meets the pristine landscape, and where my flower work ever continued.
SOVEREIGN GARDENER
Growing small and vast verdant landscapes for over four decades is a tending of the heart on land.
Ever driven to see the world as a terrestrial paradise, I take great care balancing gardens with ecosystems while my hands dig, plant and transplant.
A sovereign gardener, I actively participate in the Royal Law of Nature.
Human touch must follow the already perfectly balanced conditions.
It is the foundation of a garden’s welfare.
The knowledge of growing lush “living paintings” is so important that I practically hear the grass growing.
My family’s bred peonies are centuries old, reborn anew lifetime after lifetime in my soils.
The breeding of lilies and roses, too, are in my blood.
I greet every plant and micro-organism, every rock and mineral and every winged and four-legged with reverence.
Daily, I give thanks to God for gracing us with beauty and teaching us to live as one.
In return, I witness the performance of Eden.
FLORICULTURIST
In my floriculture work, I give and receive love with raising precious, “newlings”.
It is most important to always consider this aspect of husbandry.
Whether growing under a greenhouse dome, indoors or out on the land, I cannot but talk to plant, animal and mineral kingdoms.
They respond to our love and flourish with our gentle touch.
Water pours forth to my seeds and maturing plants from my hands of prayer and thanksgiving.
I love offering the greatest potentials for others to enjoy: seeds, plants and knowledge.
Raising my eyes to Sun, I thank God for All that is, to be experiencing the life I love, and nurturing that which brings happiness to all peoples and all creatures.
REVERENT LINGUIST FOR FLOWERS
The Peace Rose has an exalting message. “Remain steady with the Prince of Peace.”
The Rose stands reverently in the plant kingdom as the divine feminine.
Her degree translates to the moratorium of harmony and tranquility on Earth.
She is the poet in the grand theatre of Eden.
The promenade of flowers all across the lands have much to convey.
They all draw in my eyes, heart and olfactory, and cause an irrefutable communication with something greater than we.
I hear and feel the spectacular effluence of flowers.
It is here where I share their blessings of illumination in words of grace.
With their portraitures I capture in my photography, I share these outpouring messages.
Listening to them since childhood, learning their words of healing and wisdom is a transference into language and the bottles of liquid light in my Flora Chymistry.
FLORA CHYMIST
Always have I nestled right into the grangrant and velvety-incandescent layers of a rose.
It is common to see me engrossed in my work while holding a fragrant flower to my nose.
Rainbow droplets of sun resting on petal edges exude liquid light vibration.
These light charged droplets are pure harmony and create healing properties found in my bottled chymistry.
(PHOTO – white rose banner with water droplets)
Delicate essences and elixirs are filled with odysseys of living blooms.
All glass vessels are infused with the power of the Sun‘s life giving energy.
They contain restorative colour vibration, immemorial fragrance, and create new memories to nurture a world of Peace.
Like a mother’s gentle voice, the bottles of flora are exquisite symphonies.
PHOTOGRAPHER
I made my first camera, a pinhole camera in grade three.
The exposure time was perfect for the image I captured and printed, a vase of flowers on a rock.
In grade five, I was fortunate to get a taste of learning darkroom basics.
From photography courses in high school and university, to working in photo labs, shooting my studio settings, and being in nature, it has been flowers, plants, pollinators, birds, sky and water subjects that ever grow in my work.
Expressed in my photos are glorious portraits of flora and fauna, and the effluence they wish to share in a language of flowers revealed to me to pass on to you.
MISSION
May the whole Earth Mother become a Garden of Eden
May all of us be seeds in this Glory.
May we all live as God intended:
Sovereign
Peaceful
Loving Beings
and
May we always tend our gardens with hearts wide open.
(PHOTO – white lily)