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 - this is a written and visual journal of my own travels - imagined and/or real - come along with me - we'll dance among the stars under the sun and over the moon - share our stories around the campfire - come along -

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 -


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]

to dance with life

to dance with life
come dance with me...

Saturday, July 25, 2009

amazon tribal tribulations...

aside from my own individual interests in other cultures for as long as i can remember, and identifying with the struggles [and successes, even] of many, i have a particularly acute interest in the struggles of south america in today's modern world - my beautiful grandson, alejandro antonio, comes from colombian lineage - just now i came across still another article which reflects these struggles - and could not resist sharing -



Pyzahn said...

Holy mackeral....that's one cute kid. Bet you just love him to pieces.

gypsywoman said...

you KNOW i do! he's my little mayan prince!!! and he's even more beautiful - much more - in person - and his hair is about 2 inches longer now and kinkier curly! thanks for coming by!

Maureen said...

What a handsome little boy, grandchildren are such a joy.


oh, thank you, maureen - and you are right!!! just joyful - every ounce of minute of them! thanks so much for coming over -