It’s been a while since I posted (or wrote) a poem, but tonight I felt inspired… by my dinner!! Comical! It was so beautiful, I decided I had a food crush…And so this funny little poem was born (originally posted … Continue reading
Dinner Rhyme
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Gypsy Muse Dancing
Crouching
In a misty moment–
Blanketed by dawn
(and a purple velvet cloak).
I peer
Between flared fingers
At nothing, nothing at all.
My chin tilts to the side,
Eyes down, coy,
Like I like them.
It’s a look of mystery,
And even I don’t know what it really means.
What if, who is, could be?
No.
Just
S P A C E
In which I may e x p a n d and contract,
Be whatever I choose:
A spider thinking,
A tree laughing,
A fairy dining on the finest dew…
A bat lurking, sleeping, hanging, hung.
Emotions real
Because I believe in my dream of them.
N O W.
Tomorrow—will be another
Place or time.
Another emotion,
Another me.
Nothing to hold onto.
Change.
All I really have is my love…
And the magic that I make.
(Embodying the Gypsy Muse essence at a NYE party shortly after the poem was crafted. Photo credit: Kyer Wiltshire)
(I wrote this poem several years ago, but thought I’d post it today for my BIRTHDAY. Writing this poem ushered in a kind of spiritual birthday for me–the birth of my “Gypsy Muse”! At that point, it was sort of an alter ego part of my personality. Since then I’ve done much to integrate this essence into my regular, waking life and reality. No longer an alter, she is me! But, this poem is yet another example of the gifts creativity can give us. I’m so grateful for the role poetry has played in my self-development and evolution.)
Ahh Musement
I really think it’s true
That finding the Muse
Unlocks a room
Where magic brews.
Once she’s free–
Like a genie from a bottle–
Dreams rush in
And reality is mottled.
Whatcha gonna do
Now that she’s out?
The Muse will have her way,
About that, no doubt.
Get ready. Take your seat.
This rocket’s gonna fly
Across 8 dimensions
Into your third eye.
The Muse, she has a gift,
A present for you…
Let her in your life now;
Enchantment will ensue.
Shown in the photo is a piece of art I made inspired by the Muse. She actually came to me in a dream this month (May 2016) (a nighttime, sleep dream)–looking just like this. The scene included red velvet curtains, a bright green striped backdrop, and a really cute clown muse dressed as she is here and holding a polka-dotted box of RAINBOWS. I ended up waking up after the dream, probably because it was so pleasant and fun. I almost immediately set out to make a piece of art inspired by the vision. I started with this bead piece because I love beading, but I hope to follow it with a painting. Like the poem (which I wrote three years before I had the dream) says, she indeed does have a gift!! Hello Muse! And thank you!!
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Dark Star
I celebrate the Mystery
That dwells within me.
The Goddess, the Muse–
A Dreamer who sees…
Beauty in a moment
Strength in a pause
Depth in my BEing
A dragon with claws.
She’s whimsical, magical
Here and then there.
She definitely has a knack
For flips in mid-air.
Persephone, Diana
Kali-Shakti, Quan Yin.
The fairies, the gnomes
They all are my kin!
I see her in the moonlight
When the owl calls my name.
I hear her in the whisper
Of the nightsong of rain.
Who am I? Who are you?
What’s this world where we dwell?
Dark Star within me,
I am under your spell.
Flower for a Friend
Get to know Ginger.
She’ll brighten your day…
Behind your ear
She wants to play!
Under your nose
She smells so fine–
Opens up your heart
To the Divine.
Remember this tip
When you’re feeling down:
A little yellow ginger
Turns the mood around.
Diary of a Mystic Gypsy, Take I
Part One: TODAY
What a gift to be living in a little cabin in the Pacific NW where I can have a the door open and a fire going at the same time. It’s so peaceful.
Soothing.
I love it!
But, in the broad scheme of things: the town here is pretty sleepy…
Still, aren’t there just so many incredible places in the world?
Choosing a place to live is like being asked what part of myself is the most important aspect. What part do I really want to grow and develop and where physically would that be most supported? I’m so diverse, it’s hard to say what part I most want to develop. I really want to live in nature, but I want community near by. I like a climate that is warm, AND I also like to feel a bit chilly at times. I like the beach and forests. I like the mossy NW gardens and the tropical Hawaiian ones. I like the perpetual springtime of southern California (but not so much the dryness). I also love the classic seasons of the North Carolina mountains but there I miss the sea. I want a good source of potential patients–people who may be interested in and receptive to my gifts…given at my highest and most easeful, fun, and creative level. I also want a place where I can feel inspired to make art, write, and grow my own food. And I want interesting, fun, conscious, and loving people to interact with socially and professionally. Sometimes I think I want to ski above all else. “That will make me happy.” Other times, I think swimming with dolphins is the greatest thing I could possibly imagine. I dream of dolphin-assisted therapy and dolphin-art-healing retreats. Eventually, I envision starting a nonprofit related to art + nature + healing and kids. And then I think “just loving”, which can be done anywhere, is all that matters. Probably where I am isn’t nearly as important as I think it is. Mine is a journey of inner discovery that I am simultaneously taking externally, it seems.
Really, I’m guess I’m looking for a place where I can feel that I am embodying my highest self, whatever that is or could be. (Though one might reasonably ask, “Is it really up to the place to do that?”.)
At the moment I feel calm and supported, peaceful and happy. I am grateful for the rest. I am also grateful for the journey.
I think I may be home…for now,
though I’m beginning to discover that perhaps I never left ..♥..
Diary of a Mystic Gypsy 