the gypsies' journey...

we all are gypsies of a sort wandering traveling through this life other lives space and time here there and yon on roads less traveled - following the path of the sun and the trail of the stars to worlds known and unknown from yesterday and today into tomorrow -

this is a written and visual journal of my own travels - imagined and/or real -
imagined and/or real - a STREAMOFCONSCIOUSNESS telling of my own personal thoughts feelings experiences - interspersed with words and images of others - with things defined by most as PARAnormal which - for me - all my life - have been PERFECTLYnormal -

SO come along with me and we'll dance among the stars under the sun and over the moon - we'll share our stories around the campfire - together -


My photo
A...WOMAN IN MOTION WITH HAIR AS DARK AS NIGHT HER EYES WERE LIKE THAT OF A CAT IN THE DARK... SHE WAS A GYPSYWOMAN... she danced round and round... from the fire her face was all aglow... she was dancing... dancing... waiting for the RISING SUN... loving caring relationships are like THE RISING SUN...we are nourished by their warmth...we are energized by their strength...we grow in their light...we find shelter and solace there...they are our sanctuary... born in the sign of the sun, i am a true LEO-love the sun and its hot orange red fire-passionate in and about everything i do-i believe in instant chemistry charisma love/lust at first sight-in the magic of the eyes and the beauty of the soul-in the instant recognition familiarity in meeting someone from a past life and in the knowledge that we might meet in a future life-i believe that we are each ageless and flawless-i believe in the beauty of the moment-the whisper of yesterday-the hope of tomorrow-the power of forgiveness for even ourselves-the absolute and total beauty of love---[credit to brian hyland and curtis mayfield]

Saturday, October 31, 2009


gypsy's brew is good for you - 
so sit a spell - let your spirits jell
and drink a lot from my little pot!!!
and while you're here,
take a stroll through a bit of 
surrealestate in shreveport!!!!


under the light of a full moon, the bride can still be seen on the upper tower platform searching the countryside, watching, waiting, yearning for her own true love - but, alas, he does not come - her heart, year after year, continues to break - so it is said - over 100 moons ago, there was a wealth plantation owner in taylortown whose beautiful daughter was bethrothed to a handsome young man who was the love of her life - the father was so thrilled for his daughter’s happpiness that he built a beautiful church just for the ceremony to be held - but, sadly, on the date of her marriage, the beautiful bride waited and waited - but for naught - her handsome groom never came - the young bride, heartbroken, day after day night after night, stood in the bell tower of her church looking for her betrothed, waiting for him to return and be her husband - but it was not to be - and she died of a broken heart - her father, so distraught over the death of his beautiful daughter, set the church on fire, burning it to the ground - however, the bell tower remained and he dedicated it to the memory of his loving daughter - where she remains to this day, watching, waiting, hoping....

At 725 austin place sits the logan mansion, built in 1897 by LR Logan, a beer and ice manufacturer - it is a queen anne victorian house designed by architect nathaniel sykes allen -also over 100 years ago, in 1908, there lived across the street from the mansion a little girl - this beautiful little girl, on a visit to the mansion, fell to her death from the top window of the house - she remains there today where she is frequently seen in the window from whence she fell so many moons ago - she has also been seen, after midnight, playing in the front yard of the mansion - in the 1980's a radio station occupied the house and there were repeated reportings of unexplained activities like the lights going off and on and window shades going up and down by themselves - at one time, the station operator challenged the entities to “show their stuff” and the lights blinked off and on, the window shades rolled up and down and the radio station went off the air - teams of professional paranormal experts have more recently investigated and obtained positive results in the mansion -

byrd high school is the school attended by my children - it’s on line avenue, a main north/south thoroughfare in shreveport - the school was built in 1925 and had a swimming pool back in those days - however, the pool was later closed when a female student drowned in it - a dance studio was then built above it - then, years later, in the catacombs of the school, a junior rotc instructor shot himself to death there and his spirit continues to haunt the school to this day -

see you later, little children.....
the gypsy's gone 
back after 

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

she sleeps...she dreams...

she sleeps she dreams
fluttering floating flying
into the stars and far beyond

her dreams not what they seem
sliding sailing soaring science defying
she alone her ship did conn

into the heavens did she beam
living loving living again still undying
this she did and did au fond

she sleeps she dreams
all within her lives’ grand scheme

neruda's enchanted place...

“I believe that
poetry is an action,
ephemeral or solemn,
in which there
enter as equal partners
solitude and solidarity,
emotion and action,
the nearness to oneself,
the nearness to mankind
and to
the secret manifestations of nature.
And no less strongly I think
that all this is sustained...
by an ever-wider
sense of community,
by an effort which will
forever bring together
the reality and the dreams
in us
because it is precisely
in this way that poetry
unites and mingles them....
“All paths lead to the same goal:
to convey to others
what we are.
And we must pass through
solitude and difficulty,
isolation and silence
in order to reach forth to
the enchanted place
we can dance our clumsy dance
sing our sorrowful song -
in this dance or in this song
there are fulfilled
the most ancient rites
of our conscience
in the awareness of
being human
of believing in
a common destiny.”

all hallows of the cosmos...

Have you ever heard 
the wind go "Yooooo"?
'Tis a pitiful sound to hear!
It seems to chill you 

through and through
With a strange and speechless fear.
'Tis the voice of the night that broods outside
When folk should be asleep,
And many and many's the time I've cried
To the darkness brooding far and wide Over the land and the deep:
"Whom do you want, O lonely night,
That you wail the long hours through?"
And the night would say in its ghostly way:
"Yoooooooo! Yoooooooo! Yoooooooo!"

Sunday, October 25, 2009

gather yourSELVES...

this is the hour...  And there are things to be considered...

...there is a river flowing now very fast.  It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid. They will try to hold on to the shore. They will feel they are being torn apart and will suffer greatly. Know the river has its destination. The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river, keep our eyes open, and our heads above the water.

And I say, see who is in there with you and celebrate. At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally, least of all ourselves. For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt.  

The time of the ONE WOLF is over. 

Gather yourSELVES! 

Banish the word 'struggle' from your attitude and your vocabulary. All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.

are the ones
we've been waiting for.

Friday, October 23, 2009

the mythic home...

"Knowledge does not enrich us; 
it removes us more and more 
from the 
mythic world 
in which we were 
once at home 
by right of birth."

the door...

"The darkness 
which clings 
to every personality 
is the door 
into the unconscious 
the gateway of dreams
from which those
two twilight figures
the shadow 
the anima, 
step into 
our nightly visions
remaining invisible, 
take possession
of our 




Thursday, October 22, 2009

the shooting meteor...

“I would rather be ashes than dust! 
I would rather that my spark 
should burn out in a brilliant blaze 
than it should be stifled by dry-rot. 
I would rather be a superb meteor, 
every atom of me in magnificent glow, 
than a sleepy and permanent planet. 
The function of man is to live, 
not to exist. 
I shall not waste my days 
trying to prolong them. 
I shall use my time.”

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

the hidden door...

the dream is
the small hidden door 
in the deepest 
most intimate sanctum
of the soul, 
which opens to 
that primeval 
cosmic night 
that was soul 
long before
there was 
conscious ego 
will be 
far beyond 
what a 
conscious ego

today and every day...

may the  
forces be

Monday, October 19, 2009

believing passionately...

By believing
in something that
still does not exist,
we create it.
The nonexistent
is whatever
we have not

i was i am i will be...




Sunday, October 18, 2009

shadow boundaries...

The boundaries which 
Life from Death 
are at best 
shadowy and vague. 
Who shall say 
where the one ends, 
where the other 

Saturday, October 17, 2009

imagine love...

radiates from you 
like light from a

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

the opposite of truth...

 the opposite 
of a correct statement 
is a false statement - 
the opposite of 
a profound truth 
may well be 
profound truth...

grasping the universe...

it is far better 
to grasp the Universe 
as it really is 
than to persist 
in delusion

Tuesday, October 13, 2009


love conquers all
virgil 70BC-19BC

carl jung gravestone...

"Vocatus atque non vocatus deus aderit" 
- Called or not called, God will be present. -
[top and bottom]

"Primus homo de terra terrenus.
ÊSecundus homo de caelo caelestis."

- The first man is of the earth and is earthly. -
- The second man is of heaven and is heavenly. -
[right and left sides]

protestant church graveyard
kusnacht, switzerland

Sunday, October 11, 2009

the wave of life...

Your life and my life flow into each other 
as wave flows into wave, 
and unless there is peace and joy and freedom for you, 
there can be no real peace or joy or freedom for me
To see reality — not as we expect it to be, but as it is — 
is to see that unless we live for each other and
in and through each other
we do not really live very satisfactorily; 
that there can really be life only 
where there is
in just this sense, love.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Thursday, October 8, 2009


if there is light in the soul
there will be beauty in the person
if there is beauty in the person
there will be harmony in the house
if there is harmony in the house
there will be order in the nation
if there is order in the nation
there will be
in the

the trinity...

three things
cannot be long hidden
the sun
the moon
the truth


enlightenment is not
imagining figures of light
but making the

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

the garment of destiny...

we are caught
in an
inescapable network of mutuality -
tied in a single garment of destiny -
whatever affects one directly
affects all indirectly -
martin luther king jr

let me...

let me hold you gently still
lay you down upon my hills
cast your light to warm my chill
let me hold you gently still
for all of life we do fulfill
- earth to sun -

Monday, October 5, 2009

the coming together of US...

 ...we are now witnessing a coming together of science, psychology and spirituality after centuries of ideological and disciplinary fragmentation - both modern physics and depth psychology are revealing to us a universe in which...all that we can perceive around us is connected by resonances, both physical and nonphysical, that can make the possibility of universal justice, truth and love more than just a utopian fantasy - at the heart of this possibility lie called...mystical oneness, connection with the  ground of being, or universal the  heart of these states of consciousness or being is a potential for extension of the SELF beyond its usual boundaries...

to access the wisdom...

...the subconscious 
is not limited by our 
imposed boundaries of
logic, space and time - 
it can remember everything, 
from time to time...
it can transcend the ordinary 
to touch upon a wisdom far beyond 
our every day capabilities
hypnosis accesses the 
wisdom of the subconscious 
in a focused way in order to 
achieve healing - 
we are in hypnosis whenever the usual 
relationship between 
the conscious and the subconscious mind 
is recon-figured so that the 
subconscious plays a more dominant role -

Saturday, October 3, 2009

live more die more live again...

 for he who
lives more
more deaths 

Friday, October 2, 2009

confessing and retracing...

I claim 
to be 
a simple
to err 
like any 
other fellow mortal
I own, 
I have 
to confess 
my errors 
and to


Thursday, October 1, 2009

there is no chance of chance...

 there is
 no such thing 

and what 
seem to us 
merest accident 
from the 

Friedrich Schiller (1759 - 1805)

lennon and thales traveling across the universe...



thales of miletus

634bc - 546bc

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind,
Possessing and caressing me.

Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,
They call me on and on across the universe,
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box
They tumble blindly as they make their way
Across the universe.

Sounds of laughter shades of life are ringing
Through my opened ears inciting and inviting me
Limitless undying Love which shines around me like a million suns,

It calls me on and on
Across the universe.

Jai guru deva, om,
Nothing’s gonna change my world,
Nothing’s gonna change my world.”

lennon and mccartney - 1969

traveling across the universe at a speed of 186,000 miles per second, on February 4, 2008, nasa sent these words of lennon and mccartney into deep space toward POLARIS, 431 light years away from our planet
-image at:

surreal whining...

yesterday, this verification code "sureall"
appeared in response to my comment on a photography site
"...mystical - surreal..."

also, yesterday, after my comment
"sobbing and crying"
verification responded

[macgregor's synchronicity blog]