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...

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

special request for addresses - real communication in 2011...

greetings, dear friends -  for those who have not already received this message from me via email today, just this morning, one of my dear blogging friends in ireland [thank you, map] posted a request for his BFs' home addresses so that he might send each of us a xmas card this year - it seems that in ireland, one does not send out xmas cards in the year in which a family member has passed on, as he had this past year - so, for this year, he wanted to send as many as possible - the whole thing of holiday cards took me right down memory lane to all the wonderful cards i received all my life, until the virtual world made such handwritten cards almost obsolete -

and so it is that i thought what a wonderful thing it would be for the NEW YEAR of 2011 - to send each of you a "real" card to your "real" home in the "real" world - hence, my request for your "real" address so that i might let you know i'm thinking of you with the new year!   

send to gypsywomanworld@gmail.com

Sunday, November 28, 2010

keep hopin'...

keep hopin’ to find someone dear
keep findin’ myself way down here
way down here under all that fear
way down here with no one near

don’t really know what it’s gonna take
just hope it comes quick for my heart’s sake

keep hopin'

Friday, November 26, 2010

i have loved you...

 i seem to have loved you 
in numberless forms
numberless times
in life after life
in age after age 

Thursday, November 25, 2010

to peace and love ...

I am poor and naked but I am the chief of a nation. 
We do not want riches but we do want to train our children right. 
Riches would do us no good. 
We could not take them with us to the other world. 
We do not want riches. 
We want peace and love.

~Red Cloud, Oglala Sioux~

Monday, November 22, 2010

life is...

 What is life? 
It is the flash of a firefly in the night -
It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime -
It is the little shadow which runs across the grass
and loses itself in the sunset -

- blackfoot -

Sunday, November 21, 2010

this week in homage to the true natives of this country...

- it seems only fitting that this week should be devoted to those
who are the true natives of this country -
- so each day will have an offering
of and about our native brothers and sisters -

peace and love

Thursday, November 18, 2010

to live out loud...

if you ask me what I came into this life to do -
i will tell you -
i came to live out loud!

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

to tell the story of your life...

you have to begin 
to tell the story of your life 
as you now want it to be 

and discontinue the tales of 
how it has been or 
of how it is

Monday, November 15, 2010

words to live by -

i love my past -
i love my present -
i am not ashamed 
of what i have had, and 
i am not sad because 
i no longer have it -

Friday, November 12, 2010

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

and then i dreamed and knew...

i’d been wondering
what it was
that i wanted to be
then i dreamed
and knew
i am
what it is
that i want to be

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

to go away...

I am going away with him 
to an unknown country 
where I shall have 
no past and no name, 
and where 
I shall be born again 
with a new face 
and an untried heart.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

comin' home...

wondering pondering plundering
lost and alone
faded and fallen
disowned unknown
yearning longing craving
not yet known
not yet found
gone but never had
absent barren nonexistent
wanting needing waiting
missing something
missing me
missing you
missing us
wanting needing waiting
seeking searching
the foggy roads
the crooked paths
the raging rivers
the mist the miles
by love’s grace
all led but one place
toward my fate
one look
i was found
one touch
i belonged
one kiss
i was home