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]

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

special request for addresses - real communication 2011...

greetings, dear friends -  for those who have not already received this message from me via email today, just this morning, one of my dear blogging friends in ireland [thank you, map] posted a request for his BFs' home addresses so that he might send each of us a xmas card this year - it seems that in ireland, one does not send out xmas cards in the year in which a family member has passed on, as he had this past year - so, for this year, he wanted to send as many as possible - the whole thing of holiday cards took me right down memory lane to all the wonderful cards i received all my life, until the virtual world made such handwritten cards almost obsolete -

and so it is that i thought what a wonderful thing it would be for the NEW YEAR of 2011 - to send each of you a "real" card to your "real" home in the "real" world - hence, my request for your "real" address so that i might let you know i'm thinking of you with the new year!   

send to

Sunday, November 28, 2010

love first...

i don't want to live -
i want to love first
and live incidentally -

Friday, November 26, 2010

the gift...

 love never claims -
it ever gives


Thursday, November 25, 2010

let US not forget...

 "The white people, who are trying to make us over into their image, they want us to be what they call "assimilated," bringing the Indians into the mainstream and destroying our own way of life and our own cultural patterns. They believe we should be contented like those whose concept of happiness is materialistic and greedy, which is very different from our way. 

We want freedom from the white man rather than to be integrated. We don't want any part of the establishment, we want to be free to raise our children in our religion, in our ways, to be able to hunt and fish and live in peace. We don't want power, we don't want to be congressmen, or bankers....we want to be ourselves. We want to have our heritage, because we are the owners of this land and because we belong here. 

The white man says, there is freedom and justice for all. We have had "freedom and justice," and that is why we have been almost exterminated. We shall not forget this."



From the 1927 Grand Council of American Indians




Monday, November 22, 2010

we are related...

 with all things and in all things,
we are relatives -

- cheyenne -

Sunday, November 21, 2010

thanksgiving to those who were already here...

 when you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced -
live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice!

- cherokee expression -

Thursday, November 18, 2010

to bury truth...

 if you shut up truth
and bury it underground, 
it will but grow

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

absolute exhilaration...

those moments in your life 
when you feel absolute exhilaration 
are moments of complete alignment 
with the Source within you

Monday, November 15, 2010

the cost -

h o p e

Sunday, November 14, 2010

the U turn...

i knew that the moment 
the great governing spirit 
strikes the blow to divide all humanity
into just two opposing factions, 
i would be on the side of 
the common people.

[thoughts after watching three [3] episodes in a row of jesse ventura's conspiracy theory this week - 
image by gypsywoman from mid 1980's peace demonstrations in washington dc]

Friday, November 12, 2010

las aberturas...

perhaps they are not stars -
but rather openings in heaven
where the love of our lost ones
pours through and shines down upon us
to let us know they are happy -

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

the reaction...

the meeting of two personalities
is like the contact of
two chemical substances
if there is a reaction,
both are transformed -

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

to choose...

On this narrow planet, 
we have only the choice 
between two unknown worlds
One of them tempts us - ah! 
what a dream, to live in that!
the other stifles us at the first breath.

Monday, November 8, 2010

let us arouse our slumbering powers...

deep those slumbering powers -
powers that would
that...we...never dreamed of possessing
forces that would 
if aroused and put into action -

Thursday, November 4, 2010

and so it is...isn't it, trish?

we write to taste life twice, 
in the moment and in retrospection -

Monday, November 1, 2010

the awakening...

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting -
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star -
Hath had elsewhere its setting. 
And cometh from afar -