this site is simply a streamofconsciousness rambling of words and images in which i find meaning and beauty - there is no organized order of thought or format - poetry painting and writing on love and life and things thereof from the heart and through the eyes of a louisiana gypsy spirit travelin' roads less traveled...enjoy -
THE GYPSYWOMAN WORLD
- GYPSYWOMAN
- 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]
to dance with life
WANDER OVER TO MY OTHER CAMPFIRES and LEAVE ME A NOTE IN THE SAND...
Sunday, May 31, 2009
friday "feel-good" stuff -
Monday, May 25, 2009
ism...........
~Shirley Chisholm
Sunday, May 24, 2009
PARANORMAL OR PERFECTLYNORMAL?
Sunday, May 17, 2009
buddha on THOUGHT...
is the result of
what we have thought.
If a man speaks or acts with an evil thought, pain follows him.
If a man speaks or acts with a pure thought, happiness follows him,
like a shadow that never leaves him.
Friday, May 15, 2009
on synchronicity...
“I am open
to the guidance
of synchronicity,
and do not
let expectations
hinder my path.”
THE LIST...
feel me
taste me
believe me
heal me
heal thyself
find my sanctuary
enter my sanctuary
cross the line cross the bridge fear not
know that i know understand that i understand
seek solace find peace take comfort
come with me out of control come with me
come with me into the chaos
through the ambivalence
into the LUSTLIGHT come with me
suck my binkie
share your candy with me
taste my sweat dripping into your mouth
feel my heartbeat through your hairy chest
lie full length taut cheek to cheek
think of me day and night and day
grip my neck with your teeth
suffer my sweetness bear the pain of joy
feed me your honey drink my wine
quench my thirst satisfy my hunger
hear my voice say my name in your dreams
kiss away my tears
let me be me
let me be me responding to you
be you
be you responding to me
just be
whisper my name shout my name
like a light bulb turn me on turn me off turn me*
bite me till i bleed
shout your sounds feel mine
feed my soul put some suga' in my bowl**
feel my heartbeat with your cheek
come away with me in the night*
be with me on a rainy day
feel me over you under you feel me
burn my flesh with your hands
heat me with your fire wash away my fever
make love have sex want more
race my heart drive me to the brink ride my heat
be happy be in the moment be wanted be you
seek and find
worship at my alter
smell my sweat feel my thoughts
wound me with your mouth
wear my bit marks
bear my legs around you
make my heart smile
hear my heartbeat with your eyes
tease me taunt me tease me taunt me
then devastate me at your leisure
sing me your song
wrap my heart in your clover
breathe my desire smell my flower
hear my tears that are not wept
know the words that are left unsaid
remember our past life
cherish this LIFELOVE
find ME in our next life...
Thursday, May 14, 2009
COPYRIGHT...
Some studio images of gypsywoman are the work of lynne mchale photography to whom credit is given with much caring...thank you, lynne, for visualizing the me of me!
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
the divine idea in each of us...
and are ashamed of that
divine idea
which
each of us
represents.”
Act with faith, JC. Prepare the way for your inevitable success. To the degree you can, behave as if your dreams have already come true, as if you already owned a blog, as if later today you were going to add to my life. And you shall see the power you wield as the floodgates begin to tremble, the elements begin to conspire, people in your life begin to change, insights are summoned, comprehensions soar, and clarity is born.
Not to mention fierce, wild animals laying down when you pass by - The Universe Pretending is so powerful, JC. |
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Sunday, May 10, 2009
Saturday, May 9, 2009
on synchronicity...
Deepak Chopra:
These messages come from a level of mind that knows life as a whole, and ultimately we would have to say we are really communicating with ourselves – the whole is talking to its parts. Synchronicity steps outside the brain and works from a larger perspective.Eliminating mind from the equation won't work because the only alternative is chance. ... One reason Jung invented a new word for these meaningful coincidences is that the normal rational way of explaining them turned out to be too unwieldy. If I sit next to a stranger on a plane who is looking for a certain book idea to publish and that happens to be the very idea I am working on, the explanation of statistical probability does not apply.
Although not easy to calculate, the odds of most synchronous events are preposterous. Anytime two people meet and discover that they have the same name or phone number, the odds are millions to one against their encounter. Yet this occasionally happens, and the simple explanation – that they were meant to meet – makes more sense than random numbers, but it isn't scientific. In spiritual reality, however, literally everything happens because it is meant to. ... At synchronous moments, you get a peek at just how connected your life is, how completely woven into the infinite tapestry of existence.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
a vision of you...
I can see your face again
Was it such a tragedy
Being you ... being me ?
Smoke clears, the pictures fades
But I stay back in yesterday
All the strangers come and go
All of them will never know ...
Nobody's touch feels like your touch
Nobody's gets to me that much
Nobody's kiss moves me inside
And I have nowhere left to hide
Tell me what can I do ?
I have a vision of you
Tell me what can I do
With this vision of you
Did I walk ? did you run ?
What's the way to love someone ?
Oh my darling did we know
What it meant when we let go
How can a candle ever burn so bright ?
Casting a shadow on my life
I am blinded by your light
Even without you...
Sunday, May 3, 2009
the dancer upstairs...
In the beginning of the film, one of the revolutionaries tells a checkpoint security guard that his dead dog's name is Tupac. Tupac Amaru was the last indigenous leader of the Inca people in Peru and Tupac Amaru II was the leader of the 1780s uprising in colonial day Cusco, Peru. (The late hip-hop artist Tupac Shakur is named after the latter).
Saturday, May 2, 2009
on non-violence...
At the center of non-violence stands the principle of love...
parallel worlds...
Friday, May 1, 2009
Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace,
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!-and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
i carry your heart with me...
i carry your heart with me
i carry it in
my heart
i am never without it
anywhere i go you go, my dear
and whatever is done
by only me is your doing my darling
i fear no fate
for you are my fate, my sweet
i want no world for beautiful you are my world, my true
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;
which grows higher than
the soul can hope or mind can hide
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart
i carry it in my heart