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]

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

only through love...

For small 
creatures 
such as we 
the vastness is 
bearable only
through 
love.

14 comments:

Spuds said...

Reminds me of when I used to jump out of airplanes at night and see the reflection of the world racing up at me as I dropped through the clouds. It was always a reverent moment for me. You can't be "real" and not be humbled when you see just how small we all truly are. (except for me... I'm too spudly to be small.)

Susan Deborah said...

Love Love . . . I can't have enough of it. Loved the quote.

Joy always,
Susan

Cole said...

Deep....;)

linda said...

that is an amazing photo...and the words so amazing as well, the combination is simply stunning...thank you, dear jenean.
xox

Jimmy Bastard said...

Love, and of course a very fine single malt.

Bonnie, Original Art Studio said...

Aaaaah yes. So true. Thank you.

Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

Hey - is that little guy on the beach we aliens? Or is it US aliens?

GYPSYWOMAN said...

yes, spuds, like grains of sand on the beach, we are!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

love does make all things possible, doesn't it, susan!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

hi cole! so wonderful to see you - thanks so much for coming by - and have a glorious day!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

i aim to please, ladylinda! ;)
and i always look forward to your visits here and your beautiful words!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

oh, jimmy, right to the core of things!!!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

hi bonnie - and thank YOU for coming by and leaving little notes which are so welcome!!!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

hmmmm.....trish...