Gypsy Days

Have you ever met someone for the first time and in your heart

you feel as if you’ve known that person long before?

Somewhere. Some how?

I know. It happens often around here, doesn’t it?

  Ah yes, I think I know her, or seen her before…

The little gypsy girl...

 

She lived in the Forest, camping in various parts

 

She loves to wander in the woods

under the crisp beautiful early spring morning sky.  

 

She’s from the Gypsy tribe by the river. 

She pass through a forest of beech trees with

beautiful spring flowers and mellow light,

and stops to enjoy the beauty of the moment.  

Her hair is braided, the style traditional for Gypsy women;

pink roses braided in to protect her from curses.   

 

 

The gypsy girl has set up her gypsy tent in the forest…

  

 

 

An aura of mystery surrounds its interior,

made of colorful draped fabric that hides the rooms…

 

 

She hangs thick, colorful curtains

and gather them off to either side of her sleeping quarters

 in several swooping loops.

Come see!

Fabrics and colors help represent wild, colorful lives of her gypsy heritage…
 

Roses and pretty candle holders for a dreamy mood...

 and battery operated candles for extra precautions,

of course...  

 

 

In her little kitchen the gypsy girl cuts onions,
 chops garlic, peels potatoes and carrots...

and prepares a succulent gypsy soup…

Rich, spicy, and full of flavor.

 

 

Our dinner table...

Lush colors, rich textures

 

 

Books a plenty too!

 

 

Every day the little gypsy girl begins her day by searching for promises in the sky

and finding out what secrets lay inside the Ancient Book... 

 

A gypsy peers through her crystal ball to read the future, but the little gypsy girl sets her own rules… she has the Ancient Book.... to see the future and use it for revelations and discoveries..

 

 

As a keeper of the ancient knowledge she knows what to do…  she studies the Book to discover the world of living energy and how to live in harmony with each other… she watches the season’s changes, she looks at the sky, and gaze, and wait...  

 

Thank you all for being here.  For being my friends and soul sisters.

Don't forget to open your mind...

it's beautiful inside!

Ps:  now, let's go back to our little story one post down...