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...

Thursday, July 2, 2009

la porte...

Portal may refer to:

  • Portal (fiction), a magical or technological doorway that connects two different locations in time or space


Nora Johnson said...

When I read your words about portal, the first thing that sprang into my mind was Alice going through that looking glass! Isn't that weird?!

What an interesting post!

xLola & Nora:)

gypsywoman said...

oh, hi, nora and lola - yes, weird and neat! thanks for dropping by - come again soon - and have a wonderful weekend! jenean

artquest1 said...

Hey Ms Gypsy!
Loved your portal picture and its unspoken questions.
Several years ago I wrote a re-interpretation of The Trojan Women for actors and dancers, and I'd like to include the scene where the Trojan Women are locked in a room, and they are not certain as to what fate awaits them:

At open, a wall with a closed door, up stage, left to right. This can be constructed, created by dancers/actors, projected, etc.

A door is such a simple thing.
It’s an accessory to a hole in a wall.
It opens; it closes.
That’s all that it does.
It is a hole in a wall, interuptus.

A door gets in your way!
Yes, it stops you, it keeps you within!
It imprisons you!
It denies you choice, it destroys your freedom!

No! A door keeps you safe!
Yes, it protects you, it keeps danger at bay!
It keeps you secure!
It allows you to choose, and makes you free.

Yes, such a simple thing.
A hole, with a flap, on a hinge, with a lock.
And a key . . .
A key?
Who controls the key, controls the portal.

The doorway to my heart.
Colored enter from rear.
Please take off your shoes and empty your pocket when approaching the gate.
I’d like to choose doorway number two, please.
Knocked, once, tried to tell ‘em I’d been there. . .
The Pearly Gates.
A through G, Door One; H through N, Door Two…
Achtung! After going through that door and showering, you will be reunited with . . .
A prison cell door
An elevator door
The Star Gate.

Can there be a doorway, when there is no wall?
What is a portal through a wall that you cannot see.
Or maybe a wall that doesn’t exist.
It’s just a door.
By itself.

A Web Portal?
Portal Georgia, near Savannah? It has a population of 597. I’ve never been there.
“Alice Through the Looking Glass”?
Don’t forget, “The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe”!
Mick Jagger sang “The Goddess in the Doorway”. Is that what you mean?

Sometimes, going through door,
A portal
A gate,
Is really just crossing a threshold.
It’s to
Escape what is
Or to discover what might be

To take a risk
To satisfy your curiosity
To be brave
To look for something different
To begin your journey
To be brave.

The wall is neither good nor bad
Restriction nor Sanctuary.
It merely requires
That you want more than the wall,
And that you look for the hole,
And are willing to use the key.
To be brave.

Keep on posting, Bob

gypsywoman said...

oh, hello, bob - and thanks SO much for the words - all of them - yours are exquisitely beautiful - i could "see" the entire scene you wrote - i could "hear" the voices - i absolutely love the script - my sister who is now in louisiana [from dc/nyc] is an experimental theatre director/acting coach - and this so reminds me of her style - thanks so much for sharing - and please drop by again soon - till then - jenean

Sniffles and Smiles said...

Thanks for stopping by!!!! It is always lovely to meet new friends!!! Especially while I'm on vacation!!! I love your site! You have a beautiful aesthetic!!! I wasn't sure if this were your main blog, but I hope it is and that you will find my comment...I will look forward to getting to know you better when I return!!! Until then, all the best to you!! ~Janine XO

P.S. And "YES!" it's an awesome name!!! :-)