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 -
17 comments:
You are right. Of course! :¬)
xxx
i'm so happy you read this, map - i thought of you and your lovely family when i came across it - hope your days hold all of you gently -
:)
xxx
Beautiful! And this image is so...indescribable.
isn't it fantastic?! actually, i cropped this from another and thought it made such a great image by itself - glad you liked, trish! and it reminds me of "dream travel" -
It can only be fortuitous that I stopped by, me with my few moments of computer time!
I needed this, Gypsywoman. :-)
Pearl
Yes.. Dream Travel...like the words.. Jenean..did you get my email I sent you??? Marlene
Pain is merely weakness leaving the body my dear.
hello pearl - oh, so glad to have you come by - can't tell you how much i love your bright little corner of blogland! thanks for the kind words! have a great day!
hey dear marlene! so great to see you out and about a bit lately! have missed you so! oh, and yes, i did get your email and LOL over and over!!! girl, we should talk soon! ;)
my dear sir, truer words were never spoken, i am sure - what a beautiful way of seeing, knowing and saying you have - and for your words, i thank you!
hi!
great to be back here. i thought of you within the past couple of days and i made a mental note that i've got to get back to your blog -- i'm slowly reintegrating -- but you beat me to it.
you drop little gems in this blog.
the fear is worse.
i do believe one can suffer in pursuit of dreams, but the fear is worse than the suffering. and the suffering is a transformative process in order to bring the dream into one's life.
but the fear is worse than anything, always, yes.
:)
What would the world be if I did not counterpoint your words, lady? Nobody knows...
I deep froze my heart some time ago and it doesn't know about suffering anymore. With all eight fences up and in place.
This you may believe, or not. Nobody knows...
In truth, those words you wrote are beautiful. Why don't they touch me? Who knows...
Mes yeux se glacent, se ferment et me protègent.
greetings ed - wonderful to have you drop in again - about re-integrating, i definitely know about what you speak - i'm in the same situation right now - and re-anything is challenging to say the least these days - but so glad for your company nevertheless :)
as for fear, i too have found that the fear is always so much worse than the actuality and/or the dream - but of dreams, oh, how i soar in their possibilities and promises once that first hurdle is jumped! have a great day and thanks again for dropping by!
mon cher monsieur, - il sera bien pour bientôt le soleil brillera sur votre toundra gelée et vous réchauffer le cœur - à travers toutes ces huit clôtures que vous avez construit pour vous protéger - la lumière du soleil ne connaît pas de barrières - vous verrez!
Perfect, lovely and very true...
thank you dear lady - wonderful to have you come by!
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