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...

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


Butternut Squash said...

The story of my life gets a little better every time I tell it.


well, now, that's what it's all about, isn't it!!! ;)

Roger Gauthier said...

I have to... not in my dictionary. So what am I gonna do? A life without a story? Or a story without a life?

Oh yes... that's it, a story without a life, this is my story. My story is all about women, a few of them that made my lie tolerable.

My story is about the women that I loved fleetingly while I photographed them.

My story is about some women that pursued me foolishly.

My story is now a desperate chase after images.

My story will end up suddenly because of those images. I should forget all about image making. It's making me desperate.

Sorry, I'm not playing the right game I guess. But it's a story anyway, sure it is. If it were not...

Cheers, beautiful Jenean!

Always Late

Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

I'm with Butternut on this one!

But Roger, you are one interesting guy.

linda said...

i think roger and i need to hold hands ;)

this is a great post, dear lady....glad you are feeling so good inside that big heart of yours.

Susan Deborah said...

Goodness, dear, I would love to know Roger! Melancholic and passionate :)

Discontinue the tales . . . but those tales are me invariably. How will I leave it out?

Big hugs, dear Jenean.

Joy always,


roger, dearest, i'm savin' yours for later! ;)


exactly, trish!!! better and better each and every single time - and goodness knows, i've told mine more than a few times already!!! working on the next one now! ;)

about roger - well, now, you are so right! many layers among the many layers -

and see how, as he says, all these women pursue him? foolishly, though, did he say? ;)


well, lovelylinda - so you need a private moment??? :)

wonderful to see you, lady! how is your world treating you these days? gently, i hope! how are things with your vineyard? thanks so much for dropping by - missed you!!!


and dear susan, the roger line forms to the left it seems -

and of course, the tales are you - all the tales - they all make you the you that you are - and it is up to no one else to write the next chapter of your beautiful tale, dear lady!!! so write whatever your heart truly desires - it's there - just for the writing of it!!! much love -

Shadow said...



absolutely agreed, shadow! wonderful to have you drop over!!