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 -

THE GYPSYWOMANWORLD

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]

Thursday, January 21, 2010

the arms of love...



4 am can’t even sleep
don’t even mention countin’ sheep
abc cbs cnn news makin’
earth shakin’ humanity quakin’
images of chaos words of death
lovin’s like scenes from macbeth
sun flarin’ thoughts blarin’
skies cryin’ babies dyin’
moon phasin’ souls crazin’
global warmin’ bees not swarmin’
axis shiftin’ ozone missin’
movement and chaos life in kiosks
ice caps meltin’ where’s the smelting
mud slidin’ critters hidin’
runnin’ rivers of somebody’s homes
mountains of debris cry and moan
hunger and thirst make animals new
with only medicine for a few
big ball’s axis way off kilter
water now all on filter
breathin’ poison eatin’ chemicals

only salvation crystal skulls      
dirty waters now a’ flood
filled with fishes crimson blood
mud slidin’ down the hills
just more folks gettin’ killed

big brother livin’ in all our homes
DNA done by phone
virtual livin’ no tactile givin’
communities neither heard or felt
all goin’ on in invisible belts
children raised in the streets
no happy memories for them to keep

electronic families all plugged in
now become our next of kin
digital this virtual that
whatever happened to a little chat
wars now seem ever’day norm
taking sons and daughters from the farm

threat of fire from the sky
with no one left for goodbye
nightmares screamed in black and white
dreamin’s rampant day and night

fatal flaws become animal claws
lions roar shore to shore
enemies within enemies without
bringin’ to their knees the most devout
cycles of consciousness
holy mother to confess

gods are feared
only hate seems near
thoughts transmit and transcend
warning all of the end
we think our thoughts and thoughts create
we design our own life’s fate

spirits take flight
nothin’ to fear nothin’ to fight


but then - then -
a flower blooms
and knows no doom
babies are born with a squeak and a smile
lettin’ us go another mile
a child gets fed and put to bed
nemo’s daddy searches for him
never mindin’ the tortuous swim

another day another way
brings a little hope
givin’ us light to better cope
lunar wings descend in the night
cradlin’ us soft in their cozy light
sister sun warms our days
wrappin’ us all in golden rays
a touch a glance
bodies meetin’ in the dance

it doesn’t take much it doesn’t take long
and life goes on
arms of beauty spreadin’ up and out
and love survives without a doubt

12 comments:

Susan Deborah said...

Splendid I say. Jenean, I guess you have been a little restless and disturbed. It shows in your post.

Hope all is well.

Take good care.

Courage, hope and love,
Susan

GYPSYWOMAN said...

oh, hello dear susan! how are you? it's always wonderful to have you come by with your sunshine for which i thank you! hmmmmm....a little restless, yes - even a lot restless - but well - the sun is out - the sky is blue - and, as always, it is love that survives, is it not?
:)

have a wonderful day, lady!

therese said...

I really enjoyed how this shows the turbulence we're all exposed to and reminds us what we should notice instead.

Butternut Squash said...

No wonder you can't sleep. That is some action packed art, a real message of the times. I think I will turn of the TV and take a shaman walk today. Peace... Love... Hugs... I'm thinking I better grab someone and take them with me.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

thank you therese - yes, i think in times like these, it is very easy to lose perspective and focus on the chaos instead of the love - thanks so much for coming by - i really appreciate it very much!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

yes, the ravages of media - overwhelming to us all these days, i think - but there - at the end, is the flower!

Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

Wow, nice one, Gypsy!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

yes, trish - it's wondeful to see the flowers to smell the flowers, amid the rubble of life, isn't it?

Cole said...

Wow Jenean! I have a love hate relationship with this verse. I read it this morning and seriously, it's message and feeling has stuck with me all day.

But then again, I have been stuck in this apocalyptic mind set lately and desperately trying to shake off the media and my own fear. Hard to do when you see tragedy. Beautifully written though, glad you added hope to it at the end!

I think the best one can do is to not be in denial but to envision a better tomorrow and tune in to the beauty still here in the present.

It can carry one through, for what else can one do when it comes to the future. Oh and give the news a break for now. ;)

Hoping you have a better nights sleep. Cole

Natalie said...

Love holds all the power. :D xx♥

GYPSYWOMAN said...

thank you for such a thoughtful note, cole - i do know exactly what you mean about the prevalent mood these days - it seems to be everywhere - the doom mood - which i think is natural given the global circumstances - however, i also think being saturated by the media day and night is a big factor - and i too for many many moons have limited my contact with media coverage on world/other affairs for that very reason - i want to be and will be informed but not saturated as of late - the most important thing with all that saturation is that it does then impact upon us and our perspective and then that negativity begats more negativity which begats still more - so, this was really a little exercise for my own exorcism of it all and for seeing and smelling the flowers above and beyond all else - again, thanks so much for coming by - i've been remiss in my visits of late so please, my apologies!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

hi natalie - great to see you again - thanks so much for coming over - i hope things are going well for you and yours! have a great day!