the open road beckons again...

the next few weeks will find the caravan on the move again and i will be in and out of cyberland - so please scribble little notes in the sand there by the fire and when i return, i'll scribble back!  in the meantime, go in peace and may the force be with you!

words from the greatest...

 the one who has no imagination has no wings

footprints...

we

have

found

a

strange

footprint

on

the

shores

of

the

unknown - - -

and

lo!

it is our own!

which one will you make?

 it all comes down to

choice

~

the mind feast...

all

our
words

are

but
crumbs

that

fall
down

from

the

feast

of

the

mind

the unhidden...

three things cannot be long hidden

the sun

the moon

and 

the truth

.

.

. 

the cosmic travelers...

we are travelers on a cosmic journey

stardust swirling and dancing in the eddies and whirlpools of infinity

life is eternal

we have stopped

for a moment

to encounter

each other

to meet

to love

to share

 

this is a precious moment

 it is a little (parenthesis) in eternity

a touch of may - uh, mae, that is!

it isn't what i do

but how i do it -

it isn't what i say

but how i say it -

and how i look

when i do it

and say

it

the light direction...

turn your face to the sun

 and the shadows fall behind you

- maori proverb -

HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROB MACGREGOR!!!

 

WISHING YOU

SUNSHINY DAYS

STARRY NIGHTS

RAINBOWS TO RIDE

MOUNTAINS TO CLIMB

RIVERS TO ROW

TANGOS TO DANCE

BOOKS TO WRITE

MOVIES TO MAKE

BLOGS TO BLOG

FOGS TO FLY THROUGH

FLYING OBJECTS TO IDENTIFY

PEACE LOVE AND HAPPINESS

~

the wings of the morning...

sadness flies 

on the wings

of the morning 

and out of the 

heart of darkness 

comes the light

of beauty...

 always the beautiful answer who asks a more beautiful question
~

 

the answer is...

 know

thyself

.

.

.

closing the covers...

at least on a temporary basis, my entries into this travel journal are being suspended - this is so that i can focus more fully on writings of my own which may be found in my poetry blog here  and also at my campfire here

i've so enjoyed your fabulous company on my journey here - in particular, for their continuing support, encouragement and friendship, i want to express my heartfelt gratitude to TRISH and ROB MACGREGOR

and i so hope that you'll follow along with me as i weave words for you on my other blogs - 

until then -

gypsy

to oceanus...

For all at last returns to the sea --

to Oceanus, the ocean river,

like the ever-flowing stream of time,

the beginning and the end.

spirits of greatness...

great spirits...often encounter...

 

 violent opposition from

weak minds

always ready....

The soul should always stand ajar, 

ready to welcome

the ecstatic experience.

.

.

.

words of wisdom...

the only real valuable thing is

intuition

.

.

.

let's do it together, shall we?

to our friends in japan -

many caring and healing thoughts
to you and yours
and all others impacted

today's x-class solar flare...

http://www.spaceweather.com/

postcard from the caravan...

it's the beginning of spring and after the long winter, i've decided to take a break -

so, the caravan will be parked for a while -

i'll keep the campfires burning bright with warm thoughts of you till we meet again -

until then - 

peace and love

gypsy

to believe...

i can believe

in anything provided it is

incredible

we all need a little lennon...and fairies...

I believe in everything until it's disproved. 

So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. 

It all exists, even if it's in your mind.

Who's to say that dreams and nightmares

aren't as real as the here and now?

star dreams...

 for my part

i know nothing with certainty -

but the sight of the stars

makes me dream -