Soul’s Troll

The spiral path

To your soul

Is guarded by

A lonely troll.

He endeavors to stop

All who enter–

Who try to grow

And find their center.

It’s not his fault.

He has forgotten

His real, true purpose

Is to show you the button

The button to press

To open the chamber

That passageway to

Love’s container.

When you’ve mastered

The keys to life’s game

You are ready to pass

Into this flame:

The center of the heart,

The gateway to GOD…

Home is where it leads;

The troll is a fraud.

So, know that he’s there,

Nod when he tries

To keep out what simply

must pass on by.

Sooooo…..

In you are going,

In you must go.

Your destiny awaits you–

At the end of the rainbow.

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 ..♥..

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