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]

Monday, September 7, 2009

a drop of life...

a drop in the ocean partakes
of the greatness of its parent -
although it is unconscious of it -
but it is dried up as soon as
it enters upon an
existence independent
of the ocean...

life
is a
mere
bubble

10 comments:

Celeste Maia said...

Yes, and we are all in our own bubbles. I long to go back to the ocean where I came from.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

i've never lived anywhere that i feel as if i am truly "home" in every sense of the word as when i have lived on the seashore...

the desert also holds that sense of "home" for me...

The Watcher said...

A beautiful photograph.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

hi watcher - thanks so much for coming over - your visits are always welcome - please come again soon!

Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

Fantastic photo. & just look at that perfect bubble!

Keith said...

Beautiful post. Hope you had a nice weekend.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

hello macgregors - thanks so much for dropping by my little slice of the universe - bubble and all -

have a great day!!!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

hi keith - thanks so much for coming over - your visits always welcome!

Nancy said...

I had a dream recently where I was shown that ocean. It buzzed, like at a high frequency, but the feeling of one was there. I remember coming out of sleep thinking I will never be alone again. But the feeling faded, unfortunately, and I became a bubble once again.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

oh, nancy! what a dream!
loved your description of it! last time i dreamed of water, it was a river i was trying to navigate by the shore and the water became deeper and deeper the further i went - i was carrying an infant and trying to keep both our heads above water - i had chosen river [over going up a steep hill] as the way to get to my car which was parked on the hill - it was one of those lucid dreams where i left "me" in the water and went up high enough to see that my head and baby's were out of the water enough and we would be ok - then the water began to run less rapidly and i was able to get ashore - with that i went back into the "me" in the dream - and woke shortly after - wild the way of dreams, is it not!