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]

Monday, July 11, 2011

my rolling seas...

you are the rolling seas
my holy plea
the trinity

in you my heart sets sail
    with midnight veil
    and holy grail
    into the dark of night
    the temptest flight
    in virgin white

our chart the distant shore
the magic lore
love evermore

our lives the waves we ride
poseidon at our side
skies open wide

you are my rolling seas
and i your wild banshee
[inspired by a friend's talk of boats and voyages and a thing called hope]


Trish said...

Whew. I'm wondering how so much passion is contained within one human being.


un-tampered un-used un-fulfilled

Nancy said...

I agree with Trish.


like i said above, just too much unlived unfulfilled - all those un's.... thanks for coming by nancy! you still out reading on the lake? ;)

Nancy said...

Yes, I've been here all week. :-)


girl, do you know how jealous i am?? ;) here, once spring hits, all the way till the autumn chill, our beaches are packed with tourists and the one highway to the beaches is just impossible to travel with all traffic - so i usually am at the beach way more in very early spring and late autumn - wonderful for you, though, to have your special place!