Merry meet Friends!
Michelle here, bringing lots of love and light!
"When fate arrives at your door, there is no lock strong enough to hold it back. It may find you asleep, unprepared, too busy, or defiant, but these states are not a deterrent. Destiny does not wait for your mood to change. When the time is ripe, the rite of passage begins. ...
This is known as the call and it comes in many forms. It may begin as a restless dissatisfaction with your daily life, or a deep depression. It may result from a churning in your gut over the daily news, or an inspiring story told to you by a friend. It may come from a tragic loss, or an unexpected boon. But however the call finds its way into your private chambers, it changes the course of your life." ~ Anodea Judith, Awakening the Global Heart
"If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud". ~ Emile Zola
"I believe there's a calling for all of us, I know that every human being has value and purpose. The real work of our lives is to become aware. And awakened. To answer the call." ~ O[rah Winfrey
"The crowning fortune of a man is to be born to some pursuit which finds him employment and happiness, whether it be to make baskets, or broadswords, or canals, or statues, or songs." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
"If God gives you something you can do, why in God's name wouldn't you do it?" ~ Stephen King
I attended a vision meeting on yesterday for a friend who wishes to start a Spiritual Life Center. I am honored that she chose me to be a part of the planning and to be a part of the ministry. We were told by a former pastor of hers that we would work together. This pastor was one I heard on a local television broadcast many years ago as I surfed through stations. She said something that made me pay attention. I called the TV station to get her information and I gave her a call. I wanted to know where she obtained her information. Among other things, she mentioned a book called "The Holy Grail". I found it in the library. I found that scripture was quoted incorrectly and things were said that I, in my "religious" state of mind at the time, could/would not accept. I set out, for my own edification, to prove the author wrong. Along the way, like Paul on the Damascus road, the light of truth prevailed. It has been my quest since then to seek and find truth,
Anyway, my friend's vision is similar, as far as what she wishes to offer, to a vision I had, again, many years ago. The name of the center was to be named after one of my poems. I saw the vision quite plainly. It was to be a place for women. The thing that held me back was money. However, there are ways around having the upfront money; for instance, grants. I often get ideas but let them die in the thought realm. Some say if a dream doesn't come to fruition that it must not have been from the Creator. I used to believe that at one time, I don't anymore. I think many ideas are buried in the graves with the ones given the ideas and I believe they came from GOD. We don't always act on what we are given. I used to tell my children that Spirit rained down ideas and it was up to us to catch them and more importantly, do them. How many times has someone said, "Someone needs to invent thus and so," only to see the "thing" later?
One can argue that particular thing may not have been your calling and that may be true. That doesn't mean the person could not have acted upon it and sold the idea, advancing what possibly is the calling. We don't know. What I do know is that "the call" does come to each of us at some point in our lives. One may say that he or she has never received a call but as stated in the first quote, it comes in many ways and we all have felt one of those ways. Granted, we may not have recognized it as call. We may have just thought it a fleeting feeling but it is definitely a call. What have you been feeling in your heart? Are you hearing to do something that you feel is quite impossible for you? Is there something you wish to do but feel you would be persecuted or ostracized? People are still being burned at the stake or stoned for living their truths. Answer the call! Do what GOD has given you the ability to do!
Sometimes we feel as if we aren't able to do it or we aren't worthy. If Spirit gives it to us, we can do it. Whining, complaining and fighting will not change the call. Hello, Moses, Jonah and whomever else. We may not always act on ideas that we are given, but do answer what will not leave us in peace; in other words: the calling. It may not be what one has planned, or take one where one wishes to go but it will lead to a life most rewarding. A life of being true to one's self, a genuine authentic life and that in itself is the call.
"But beware of this about callings:they may not lead us where we intended to go or even where we want to go. If we choose to follow, we may have to be willing to let go of the life we already planned and accept whatever is waiting for us. And if the calling is true, though we not have gone where we intended, we will surely end up where we need to be." ~ Steve Goodier
Until next Sunday,
Merry part and merry meet again,
Blessed be,
Gypsi Mama Michelle
Sunday, April 24, 2016
Monday, April 18, 2016
Richmond, VA
Merry meet Friends!
Michelle here, bringing lots of love and light!
"Be gentle with yourself. Be kind to yourself. You may not be perfect, but you are all you've got to work with. The process of becoming who you will be begins first with the total acceptance of who you are.." ~ Bhante Henepola Gunaratana, Mindfulness in Plain English
"When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she had been. But she had wings." ~ Dean Jackson
"What the caterpillar calls the end of the world the master calls a butterfly." ~ Richard Bach
"As with the butterfly, adversity is necessary to build character in people." ~ Joseph B. Wirthlin
"In order for the butterfly to emerge, the caterpillar that it once was must completely give up its life." ~ excerpt from MoonCat @Mother Tongue Ink 2011
"I'm still like a butterfly going from one job to another job. But it's quite lovely - I hope to keep the freedom, to have fun." ~ Carrie Roitfeld
I've been contemplating more than usual this week; and for me, that's saying something. I believe I've mentioned before that my employment may soon be over with Rubicon due to a merger with RBHA. Our jobs will be phased out. I do qualify for the job that's closest to mine except in one aspect; I am not now, nor have I ever been in recovery or have two years clean because of that. I've heard all of the jobs are full time and I don't desire that. I'm not bothered by these events. I am looking forward to traveling again and creating. I believe this is the reason for my contemplative state. I've also been feeling sad, not because of the job but because I don't feel as if I'm being fully myself.
My thoughts turn to Earthaven at this time of year. I miss the idea of the place....being at one with nature, growing food, and living in community. I'm not planning to return there but maybe somewhere similar? Also, whenever I read or hear anything about Celtic lore I feel a sadness, as if I'm longing for something, someplace familiar. Sometimes it feels as if I'm losing myself but oddly enough it also feels as if I'm finding myself. The ancient calls out to me and I wonder will happiness elude me if I don't answer?
We are all in the state of becoming who we are, just like the caterpillar. The caterpillar has to be a caterpillar first and be content with that state; knowing that what it presently is, is not what it will be. Actually what it will be is already within the caterpillar; and so it is with us as well. To become a butterfly is a process that the caterpillar must endure; a process that ends with the death of the caterpillar. Does the caterpillar look forward to the death of its present self knowing what awaits? Is the caterpillar content with being a caterpillar? Does it dream of the day that it is not earth bound? Does it dream of the day it will fly? Would it rather remain in the caterpillar state only seeing the world from the ground?
It doesn't matter whether it's content or not. life and nature will run its natural course. Is it that way for us as well? Will we be what we are destined to be? Will it take more than one lifetime for it to happen, if we don't listen? Some of us dream of soaring and some of us are content with a ground view. Is that a destiny too, to be earth bound? I suppose it is, for there are chickens and there are eagles. An eagle raised with chickens will look to the heavens and feel as if it doesn't belong. One day it may spread its wings and soar. But there is always the possibility of the chickens telling the eagle that it is foolish and can not fly. The sad thing is, the eagle may listen and not find its true self/life.
Every ending is also a beginning. It may be an unknown beginning but a beginning none the less. Every ending is a death of some sort. Life is possible after death albeit a different life than one knew previously. What an adventure we creatures have awaiting us! Something must end in order for something else to emerge. We don't know what that might be but isn't that the thrilling part? Mysteries, I've always loved them and I probably always will. What awaits on the other side of the door? What's next on the agenda of my life, our lives? I don't know. What freedom and what fun!
Until next Sunday, (LOL maybe)
Merry part and merry meet again,
Blessed be,
Gypsi Mama Michelle
Michelle here, bringing lots of love and light!
"Be gentle with yourself. Be kind to yourself. You may not be perfect, but you are all you've got to work with. The process of becoming who you will be begins first with the total acceptance of who you are.." ~ Bhante Henepola Gunaratana, Mindfulness in Plain English
"When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she had been. But she had wings." ~ Dean Jackson
"What the caterpillar calls the end of the world the master calls a butterfly." ~ Richard Bach
"As with the butterfly, adversity is necessary to build character in people." ~ Joseph B. Wirthlin
"In order for the butterfly to emerge, the caterpillar that it once was must completely give up its life." ~ excerpt from MoonCat @Mother Tongue Ink 2011
"I'm still like a butterfly going from one job to another job. But it's quite lovely - I hope to keep the freedom, to have fun." ~ Carrie Roitfeld
I've been contemplating more than usual this week; and for me, that's saying something. I believe I've mentioned before that my employment may soon be over with Rubicon due to a merger with RBHA. Our jobs will be phased out. I do qualify for the job that's closest to mine except in one aspect; I am not now, nor have I ever been in recovery or have two years clean because of that. I've heard all of the jobs are full time and I don't desire that. I'm not bothered by these events. I am looking forward to traveling again and creating. I believe this is the reason for my contemplative state. I've also been feeling sad, not because of the job but because I don't feel as if I'm being fully myself.
My thoughts turn to Earthaven at this time of year. I miss the idea of the place....being at one with nature, growing food, and living in community. I'm not planning to return there but maybe somewhere similar? Also, whenever I read or hear anything about Celtic lore I feel a sadness, as if I'm longing for something, someplace familiar. Sometimes it feels as if I'm losing myself but oddly enough it also feels as if I'm finding myself. The ancient calls out to me and I wonder will happiness elude me if I don't answer?
We are all in the state of becoming who we are, just like the caterpillar. The caterpillar has to be a caterpillar first and be content with that state; knowing that what it presently is, is not what it will be. Actually what it will be is already within the caterpillar; and so it is with us as well. To become a butterfly is a process that the caterpillar must endure; a process that ends with the death of the caterpillar. Does the caterpillar look forward to the death of its present self knowing what awaits? Is the caterpillar content with being a caterpillar? Does it dream of the day that it is not earth bound? Does it dream of the day it will fly? Would it rather remain in the caterpillar state only seeing the world from the ground?
It doesn't matter whether it's content or not. life and nature will run its natural course. Is it that way for us as well? Will we be what we are destined to be? Will it take more than one lifetime for it to happen, if we don't listen? Some of us dream of soaring and some of us are content with a ground view. Is that a destiny too, to be earth bound? I suppose it is, for there are chickens and there are eagles. An eagle raised with chickens will look to the heavens and feel as if it doesn't belong. One day it may spread its wings and soar. But there is always the possibility of the chickens telling the eagle that it is foolish and can not fly. The sad thing is, the eagle may listen and not find its true self/life.
Every ending is also a beginning. It may be an unknown beginning but a beginning none the less. Every ending is a death of some sort. Life is possible after death albeit a different life than one knew previously. What an adventure we creatures have awaiting us! Something must end in order for something else to emerge. We don't know what that might be but isn't that the thrilling part? Mysteries, I've always loved them and I probably always will. What awaits on the other side of the door? What's next on the agenda of my life, our lives? I don't know. What freedom and what fun!
Until next Sunday, (LOL maybe)
Merry part and merry meet again,
Blessed be,
Gypsi Mama Michelle
Sunday, April 10, 2016
Richmond,VA
Merry meet Friends!
Michelle here, bringing lots of love and light!
"Don't try to prove to everybody that the reason why you can't is that nobody could. It's no excuse. You can break the tradition by being the first person to make it happen!" ~ Israelmore Ayivor, Daily Drive 365
"It's quite a scary path to walk, when you have no one's past experience to lean on, or learn from. It's all new and uncharted. But nothing is finished unless it is started." ~ Innoceent Mwatsikesimbe, Reality Check: A Collection of Poems
"Great things often come from actions and decision taken by others, that are deemed wild, stupid or unreasonable at the time, but later prove to be very useful." ~Innocent Mwatsikesimbe, The Reason
"Don't be a prisoner of the past, become a pioneer of the future." ~ Farshad Asi
I'm still watching murder mysteries. The latest is the Murdoch Mysteries set in Victorian-era Toronto. Detective Murdoch was raised by Catholic nuns and is in a state of conflict between his religious upbringing and his scientific mind. The forensic pathologist is a woman. He admires her and is falling in love with her. Her view of life is more open minded than his. Her name is Dr. Ogden. She is from a wealthy family, has traveled extensively, is intelligent and bold. She has chosen a career that most women in that era would not have chosen. I admire that.
In one episode a doctor who has a facility for gifted people, made a statement about women. He said, "Miss Pringle possesses an extraordinary brain for a woman. Men have a brain capacity of up to 19% larger. Women's brains are not designed for complex thought, their reproductive organs sapping energy from any further development." Detective Murdoch asked if that had been proven, to which the doctor replied, there have been naysayers. I said, "You think?" Detective Murdoch doesn't buy into this theory because of Dr. Ogden.
There have always been women pioneers. Women who forged ahead with their thoughts and ideas; women who were thought to be crazy because of their ideas. Some were even burned at the stake as witches, all because they knew certain herbs and plants could heal or kill; or because they intuitively knew things. A term that was used to describe women's behavior was called "Female Hysteria" "Female hysteria was a once-common diagnosis, reserved exclusively for women, which is today no longer recognized by medical authorities as a medical disorder. It's diagnosis and treatment were routine for many hundreds of years in Western Europe." (Wikipedia) A woman having sexual thoughts, orgasms and engaging in masturbation were signs.
Thank God/Goddess/All That Is, that this is no longer true! Some may still believe it but it's not a diagnosis anymore. No, what we most commonly hear now is:"It's that time of the month.". Yes, it is true that women are highly sensitive at that time and rightly so. It is a time when women receive dreams and visions if they pay attention. This is why women went into The Red Tent during biblical times. It was in order for the women to come together to nurture one another and be free of the demands of society; a practice which would do well today. Women are empathetic during their menses and can pick up on the vibrations of others. This may be a reason for the off balance women feel at this time.
We have all felt indignation about something, and some do something about it. Those people,women and men, are considered pioneers if nothing had been done in the past. I believe had I lived in what we call pioneer days, I would have gone in the covered wagon to new lands and new adventures. I may be considered a pioneer in certain things that I have done but I haven't pioneered any sort of movement. I have not acted on any indignation other than to speak to whomever would listen. I am on a soapbox about women's issues though. There have been many women activists who have inspired others to do the work they wish to do. Here are a few:
Kishida Toshiko: Japan, 1863-1901, Writer and Activist
"If it is true that men are better than women because they are stronger, why aren't our sumo wrestlers in the government?"
Carrie Chapman Catt: United Stataes, 1859-1947, President, National American Woman Suffrage Association
"To the wrongs that need resistance, To the right that needs assistance, To the future in the distance, Give yourselves."
Rosa Parks: United States, 1913-2005, "First Lady of Civil Rights"
"Each person must live their lives as a model for others."
Mother Teresa: Republic of Macedonia, 1919-1997, Missionaries of Charity
"I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples."
Arundhati Roy: India, 1930 - , Author and Political Activist
"Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing."
Ellen Johnson Sirleaf: Liberia, 1938- , Africa's "Iron Lady", first female head of state
"If your dreams do not scare you, they are not big enough."
Be inspired to go out and change the world, if only your world!
Until next Sunday,
Merry part and merry meet again,
Blessed be,
Gypsi Mama Michelle
Michelle here, bringing lots of love and light!
"Don't try to prove to everybody that the reason why you can't is that nobody could. It's no excuse. You can break the tradition by being the first person to make it happen!" ~ Israelmore Ayivor, Daily Drive 365
"It's quite a scary path to walk, when you have no one's past experience to lean on, or learn from. It's all new and uncharted. But nothing is finished unless it is started." ~ Innoceent Mwatsikesimbe, Reality Check: A Collection of Poems
"Great things often come from actions and decision taken by others, that are deemed wild, stupid or unreasonable at the time, but later prove to be very useful." ~Innocent Mwatsikesimbe, The Reason
"Don't be a prisoner of the past, become a pioneer of the future." ~ Farshad Asi
I'm still watching murder mysteries. The latest is the Murdoch Mysteries set in Victorian-era Toronto. Detective Murdoch was raised by Catholic nuns and is in a state of conflict between his religious upbringing and his scientific mind. The forensic pathologist is a woman. He admires her and is falling in love with her. Her view of life is more open minded than his. Her name is Dr. Ogden. She is from a wealthy family, has traveled extensively, is intelligent and bold. She has chosen a career that most women in that era would not have chosen. I admire that.
In one episode a doctor who has a facility for gifted people, made a statement about women. He said, "Miss Pringle possesses an extraordinary brain for a woman. Men have a brain capacity of up to 19% larger. Women's brains are not designed for complex thought, their reproductive organs sapping energy from any further development." Detective Murdoch asked if that had been proven, to which the doctor replied, there have been naysayers. I said, "You think?" Detective Murdoch doesn't buy into this theory because of Dr. Ogden.
There have always been women pioneers. Women who forged ahead with their thoughts and ideas; women who were thought to be crazy because of their ideas. Some were even burned at the stake as witches, all because they knew certain herbs and plants could heal or kill; or because they intuitively knew things. A term that was used to describe women's behavior was called "Female Hysteria" "Female hysteria was a once-common diagnosis, reserved exclusively for women, which is today no longer recognized by medical authorities as a medical disorder. It's diagnosis and treatment were routine for many hundreds of years in Western Europe." (Wikipedia) A woman having sexual thoughts, orgasms and engaging in masturbation were signs.
Thank God/Goddess/All That Is, that this is no longer true! Some may still believe it but it's not a diagnosis anymore. No, what we most commonly hear now is:"It's that time of the month.". Yes, it is true that women are highly sensitive at that time and rightly so. It is a time when women receive dreams and visions if they pay attention. This is why women went into The Red Tent during biblical times. It was in order for the women to come together to nurture one another and be free of the demands of society; a practice which would do well today. Women are empathetic during their menses and can pick up on the vibrations of others. This may be a reason for the off balance women feel at this time.
We have all felt indignation about something, and some do something about it. Those people,women and men, are considered pioneers if nothing had been done in the past. I believe had I lived in what we call pioneer days, I would have gone in the covered wagon to new lands and new adventures. I may be considered a pioneer in certain things that I have done but I haven't pioneered any sort of movement. I have not acted on any indignation other than to speak to whomever would listen. I am on a soapbox about women's issues though. There have been many women activists who have inspired others to do the work they wish to do. Here are a few:
Kishida Toshiko: Japan, 1863-1901, Writer and Activist
"If it is true that men are better than women because they are stronger, why aren't our sumo wrestlers in the government?"
Carrie Chapman Catt: United Stataes, 1859-1947, President, National American Woman Suffrage Association
"To the wrongs that need resistance, To the right that needs assistance, To the future in the distance, Give yourselves."
Rosa Parks: United States, 1913-2005, "First Lady of Civil Rights"
"Each person must live their lives as a model for others."
Mother Teresa: Republic of Macedonia, 1919-1997, Missionaries of Charity
"I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples."
Arundhati Roy: India, 1930 - , Author and Political Activist
"Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing."
Ellen Johnson Sirleaf: Liberia, 1938- , Africa's "Iron Lady", first female head of state
"If your dreams do not scare you, they are not big enough."
Be inspired to go out and change the world, if only your world!
Until next Sunday,
Merry part and merry meet again,
Blessed be,
Gypsi Mama Michelle
Tuesday, April 5, 2016
Richmond, VA
Merry meet Friends!
Michelle here, bringing lots of love and light!
"If you have never been called a defiant, incorrigible, impossible woman....have faith...there is yet time." ~ Clarissa Pinkola Estes
"A vibrant and independent woman is much more beautiful than a woman who waits for people to validate her existence." ~ Kelly McNelis Senegor
"Women are made to be loved, not understood." ~ Oscar Wilde
"Women are like tricks by sleight of hand, which to admire, we should not understand." ~ William Congreve
I am fascinated by the mind and how it works. I believe this is one of the reasons I like mysteries. I like solving them. As a child I read Nancy Drew and The Hardy Boys, then my Aunt Pat started my sister and me on Agatha Christie mysteries; Hercule Poirot and Miss Jane Marple. As I aged I read other authors and watched mysteries on film and television. Recently I've been watching murder mysteries on Netflix: Midsomer Murders, Agatha Christie's Poirot, and Ms. Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Midsomer Murders began in the 90's and runs through the present; Poirot is set in the 30's and Ms. Fisher is set in the late 20's. and revolves around the personal and professional life of Phryne Fisher.
I usually know "who done it". I'm not sure if the reason I know with Poirot is because I've read most if not all of Christie's books and it's in my conscious, even though it's been years. At any rate I do have excellent deductive skills, if I do say so myself. I started watching Ms. Fisher because it's a mystery but was soon fixated on the fashion and her personality. Ms. Fisher is considered a "modern" woman of the 20's. She is independently wealthy, a lady detective with a pearl handled gun worn in her garter, and has a mind of her own. Phryne is one of the first feminists, even having birth control pills. She chooses not to get married which was the goal for most women of that time. She is aware of her sexuality and has many lovers yet she maintains her style and class.
Phryne is intelligent, adventurous (she can drive an airplane), and a champion for the people. I am sure she is considered incorrigible. Incorrigible means (of a person or their tendencies) not able to be corrected, improved, or reformed. I admire women who know themselves and are not afraid to be themselves. I believe there were many Phryne Fisher's of that time. I wonder if I had lived during that time if I would have been one? I think I may have been but I am also thinking with the mindset of today. In the same way that people with the mind of today, will say had they lived during slavery, they would have fought back or said this or that.
As I looked back over the decades of my life: the 50's, 60's, 70's, 80's,90's 00's and 10's and recalled some of my escapades, I do indeed feel as if I would have been the "woman incorrigible". I would change the definition from "not able to be corrected, improved, or reformed to choosing not to be corrected, improved, or reformed". There is always room for improvement, reformation and correction, if needed, and I am in favor of such. I think we are not to take the definition so literally. No, incorrigible to me, means living in an authentic way; being true to one's self, and living and speaking one's truth.
Women defined in this way are usually not understood, even by other women, which saddens me. I find that the majority of women who come to this state of incorrigible mind, do so in their later years. It's as if they say, "Enough is enough!, I will be who I am!". Nothing is more beautiful than a woman knowing herself and standing in all that she is. This is definitely my goal. I've always spoken my mind but there have been times when I haven't always spoken my truth. I don't wish to hurt anyone's feelings but going against the grain of my being to please others is not an option for me any longer. I will live and speak my truth in love and I wish others to do the same. I believe we know we have reached that stage when we say the things to our children that we don't sugarcoat.
I want everyone to be empowered to live the fullest life imagined but my calling is to women. Sometimes we have to walk in something before we can help others to overcome. As a survivor of rape, domestic violence and breast cancer which did not but could have killed me, I am an overcomer. I did not survive any of those things for myself only. I have an obligation to help other women to survive as well. As an elder in my crone years, I feel as if I have some wisdom. The Bible, one of many wisdom books, says that the older women are to teach the younger. We are teaching ourselves as well, for as the saying goes: "We teach what we most need to learn." I will continue this journey of coming home to myself and I wish for others the same.
Until next Sunday,
Merry part and merry meet again,
Blessed be!,
Gypsi Mama Michelle
Michelle here, bringing lots of love and light!
"If you have never been called a defiant, incorrigible, impossible woman....have faith...there is yet time." ~ Clarissa Pinkola Estes
"A vibrant and independent woman is much more beautiful than a woman who waits for people to validate her existence." ~ Kelly McNelis Senegor
"Women are made to be loved, not understood." ~ Oscar Wilde
"Women are like tricks by sleight of hand, which to admire, we should not understand." ~ William Congreve
I am fascinated by the mind and how it works. I believe this is one of the reasons I like mysteries. I like solving them. As a child I read Nancy Drew and The Hardy Boys, then my Aunt Pat started my sister and me on Agatha Christie mysteries; Hercule Poirot and Miss Jane Marple. As I aged I read other authors and watched mysteries on film and television. Recently I've been watching murder mysteries on Netflix: Midsomer Murders, Agatha Christie's Poirot, and Ms. Fisher's Murder Mysteries. Midsomer Murders began in the 90's and runs through the present; Poirot is set in the 30's and Ms. Fisher is set in the late 20's. and revolves around the personal and professional life of Phryne Fisher.
I usually know "who done it". I'm not sure if the reason I know with Poirot is because I've read most if not all of Christie's books and it's in my conscious, even though it's been years. At any rate I do have excellent deductive skills, if I do say so myself. I started watching Ms. Fisher because it's a mystery but was soon fixated on the fashion and her personality. Ms. Fisher is considered a "modern" woman of the 20's. She is independently wealthy, a lady detective with a pearl handled gun worn in her garter, and has a mind of her own. Phryne is one of the first feminists, even having birth control pills. She chooses not to get married which was the goal for most women of that time. She is aware of her sexuality and has many lovers yet she maintains her style and class.
Phryne is intelligent, adventurous (she can drive an airplane), and a champion for the people. I am sure she is considered incorrigible. Incorrigible means (of a person or their tendencies) not able to be corrected, improved, or reformed. I admire women who know themselves and are not afraid to be themselves. I believe there were many Phryne Fisher's of that time. I wonder if I had lived during that time if I would have been one? I think I may have been but I am also thinking with the mindset of today. In the same way that people with the mind of today, will say had they lived during slavery, they would have fought back or said this or that.
As I looked back over the decades of my life: the 50's, 60's, 70's, 80's,90's 00's and 10's and recalled some of my escapades, I do indeed feel as if I would have been the "woman incorrigible". I would change the definition from "not able to be corrected, improved, or reformed to choosing not to be corrected, improved, or reformed". There is always room for improvement, reformation and correction, if needed, and I am in favor of such. I think we are not to take the definition so literally. No, incorrigible to me, means living in an authentic way; being true to one's self, and living and speaking one's truth.
Women defined in this way are usually not understood, even by other women, which saddens me. I find that the majority of women who come to this state of incorrigible mind, do so in their later years. It's as if they say, "Enough is enough!, I will be who I am!". Nothing is more beautiful than a woman knowing herself and standing in all that she is. This is definitely my goal. I've always spoken my mind but there have been times when I haven't always spoken my truth. I don't wish to hurt anyone's feelings but going against the grain of my being to please others is not an option for me any longer. I will live and speak my truth in love and I wish others to do the same. I believe we know we have reached that stage when we say the things to our children that we don't sugarcoat.
I want everyone to be empowered to live the fullest life imagined but my calling is to women. Sometimes we have to walk in something before we can help others to overcome. As a survivor of rape, domestic violence and breast cancer which did not but could have killed me, I am an overcomer. I did not survive any of those things for myself only. I have an obligation to help other women to survive as well. As an elder in my crone years, I feel as if I have some wisdom. The Bible, one of many wisdom books, says that the older women are to teach the younger. We are teaching ourselves as well, for as the saying goes: "We teach what we most need to learn." I will continue this journey of coming home to myself and I wish for others the same.
Until next Sunday,
Merry part and merry meet again,
Blessed be!,
Gypsi Mama Michelle
Sunday, March 27, 2016
Richmond, VA
Merry meet Friends!
Michelle here,
Bringing lots of love and light!
"There are times when life sharpens, things come into focus and, gradually, you become aware that you are standing before a threshold. There is no way back to where you were before, and there is no way out but through." ~ John O'Donohue, "Foreword," in Angeles Arrien, The Second Half of Life
"Everything is laid out for you. Your path is straight ahead of you. Sometimes it's invisible, but it's there. You may not know where it's going, But you have to follow that path. It's the path to the Creator. It's the only path there is. ~ Chief Leon Shenandoah, in Andrew Harvey, The Direct Path
"Say yes to being alive. Yes to life. Yes to your own life. Yes to each year, each day. Yes to each minute.
Imagine that life is whispering yes. Yes to all beings, and yes to you. Everything you've said yes to is saying yes to you. Even the things you've said no to are saying yes to you!
Each breath, each heartbeat, each surge across a synapse: each one says yes. Yes, all yes, all saying yes.
Yes. ~ Rick Hanson, Just One Thing
Thanks to One Spirit Interfaith Seminary for the postings
Happy Resurrection Sunday to all! Whether one celebrates Easter or not, the act of resurrecting ourselves can be celebrated by each and every one of us. Fellow OSIS graduate, Paul Dodenhoff, wrote a post on Facebook this morning eloquently stating, regardless of his personal beliefs, why he celebrates Easter. I commented to him that his words reminded me of words that I spoke in a service back in the 90's. I spoke about the death, burial and resurrection all taking place within ourselves....how we die to the things of the world/ego, bury them and allow the Christ consciousness to become alive in us. It does not matter to what spiritual tradition one ascribes; the Christ, consciousness, the Buddha consciousness or whatever name one uses, is what we all seek. It is the consciousness in which Jesus walked.
When I consciously began my spiritual transformation (I say consciously because we are always transforming whether we are aware or not) I would be in a turmoil around holidays. Turmoil because I knew that most Christian holidays had that origins in the pagan celebrations. Many of the holidays were blended with the pagan celebrations in order for both sides to participate. I was not in turmoil because of paganism, it was because I felt that everything I had been taught in my Christian upbringing and by the church was a falsehood. Gradually, with time and understanding, I could see the spiritual meaning underlying the physical and no longer felt hypocritical in giving the traditional holiday greetings. Being an Interfaith/Interspiritual minister has helped in that regard. I honor all paths as I follow my own.
It has taken me many years to "become" who I am....many books, many classes, many thoughts, many questions, few answers (or so it seemed) and the beauty is, I am still becoming! I have stood at the "threshold" wondering whether to go through or not; knowing I couldn't go back to who I had been and not knowing what lay before me. Truly there was "no way out but through" as stated above. Our paths are always before us. I believe we know them as children but we get sidetracked by "others"; parents, families, teachers, friends, and we forget ourselves. But the path is always calling us home, back to ourselves and what the Creator intended for us. Do we always listen, do we always answer? When we don't, we are filled with a longing, a restlessness that is inescapable until we do answer and become who we are.
Even as we do become, we are asked to "come up higher" at each level. Each time I begin to relax, thinking that I have arrived at "me", I get that old familiar feeling. Who am I? What am I here to offer? What is my place in this world? I find myself in this place; right here, right now. I am always on a quest it seems. I hear the call to grow and grow I must. I stand before the threshold again. No longer who I was but not yet who I am. I see the destination but the path isn't always clear. It's as if a mist is covering it. Sometimes it dissipates and I'm able to see and move a little further but then the mist appears again...I stand still because I'm not sure of the way. I wonder if it's because I'm not saying "yes" to what appears before me. Am I letting fear stop me from reaching my destination? We can know where we are headed but because it's an unknown, there can be fear and trepidation to proceed.
The path of life that we walk may have casualties along the way. We lose people, places and things. It is not intentional and not always what we wish to see happen but it is inevitable. When we no longer fit our former lives we need to discard it, in the same way we do clothes, shoes and worn out furniture. Holding on in the hope that it can be used creates clutter and leaves no room for the new that's waiting to appear. Things can be altered but left in its current state, it is of no further use, to you anyway. The new is waiting to unfold in our lives. This is the season of renewal. It is time to bury the old. It is time to let new life arise. It is time to resurrect!
Until next Sunday,
Merry part and merry meet again,
Blessed be,
Gypsi Mama Michelle
Michelle here,
Bringing lots of love and light!
"There are times when life sharpens, things come into focus and, gradually, you become aware that you are standing before a threshold. There is no way back to where you were before, and there is no way out but through." ~ John O'Donohue, "Foreword," in Angeles Arrien, The Second Half of Life
"Everything is laid out for you. Your path is straight ahead of you. Sometimes it's invisible, but it's there. You may not know where it's going, But you have to follow that path. It's the path to the Creator. It's the only path there is. ~ Chief Leon Shenandoah, in Andrew Harvey, The Direct Path
"Say yes to being alive. Yes to life. Yes to your own life. Yes to each year, each day. Yes to each minute.
Imagine that life is whispering yes. Yes to all beings, and yes to you. Everything you've said yes to is saying yes to you. Even the things you've said no to are saying yes to you!
Each breath, each heartbeat, each surge across a synapse: each one says yes. Yes, all yes, all saying yes.
Yes. ~ Rick Hanson, Just One Thing
Thanks to One Spirit Interfaith Seminary for the postings
Happy Resurrection Sunday to all! Whether one celebrates Easter or not, the act of resurrecting ourselves can be celebrated by each and every one of us. Fellow OSIS graduate, Paul Dodenhoff, wrote a post on Facebook this morning eloquently stating, regardless of his personal beliefs, why he celebrates Easter. I commented to him that his words reminded me of words that I spoke in a service back in the 90's. I spoke about the death, burial and resurrection all taking place within ourselves....how we die to the things of the world/ego, bury them and allow the Christ consciousness to become alive in us. It does not matter to what spiritual tradition one ascribes; the Christ, consciousness, the Buddha consciousness or whatever name one uses, is what we all seek. It is the consciousness in which Jesus walked.
When I consciously began my spiritual transformation (I say consciously because we are always transforming whether we are aware or not) I would be in a turmoil around holidays. Turmoil because I knew that most Christian holidays had that origins in the pagan celebrations. Many of the holidays were blended with the pagan celebrations in order for both sides to participate. I was not in turmoil because of paganism, it was because I felt that everything I had been taught in my Christian upbringing and by the church was a falsehood. Gradually, with time and understanding, I could see the spiritual meaning underlying the physical and no longer felt hypocritical in giving the traditional holiday greetings. Being an Interfaith/Interspiritual minister has helped in that regard. I honor all paths as I follow my own.
It has taken me many years to "become" who I am....many books, many classes, many thoughts, many questions, few answers (or so it seemed) and the beauty is, I am still becoming! I have stood at the "threshold" wondering whether to go through or not; knowing I couldn't go back to who I had been and not knowing what lay before me. Truly there was "no way out but through" as stated above. Our paths are always before us. I believe we know them as children but we get sidetracked by "others"; parents, families, teachers, friends, and we forget ourselves. But the path is always calling us home, back to ourselves and what the Creator intended for us. Do we always listen, do we always answer? When we don't, we are filled with a longing, a restlessness that is inescapable until we do answer and become who we are.
Even as we do become, we are asked to "come up higher" at each level. Each time I begin to relax, thinking that I have arrived at "me", I get that old familiar feeling. Who am I? What am I here to offer? What is my place in this world? I find myself in this place; right here, right now. I am always on a quest it seems. I hear the call to grow and grow I must. I stand before the threshold again. No longer who I was but not yet who I am. I see the destination but the path isn't always clear. It's as if a mist is covering it. Sometimes it dissipates and I'm able to see and move a little further but then the mist appears again...I stand still because I'm not sure of the way. I wonder if it's because I'm not saying "yes" to what appears before me. Am I letting fear stop me from reaching my destination? We can know where we are headed but because it's an unknown, there can be fear and trepidation to proceed.
The path of life that we walk may have casualties along the way. We lose people, places and things. It is not intentional and not always what we wish to see happen but it is inevitable. When we no longer fit our former lives we need to discard it, in the same way we do clothes, shoes and worn out furniture. Holding on in the hope that it can be used creates clutter and leaves no room for the new that's waiting to appear. Things can be altered but left in its current state, it is of no further use, to you anyway. The new is waiting to unfold in our lives. This is the season of renewal. It is time to bury the old. It is time to let new life arise. It is time to resurrect!
Until next Sunday,
Merry part and merry meet again,
Blessed be,
Gypsi Mama Michelle
Sunday, March 20, 2016
New York, NY/ Richmond, VA
Merry meet Friends!
Michelle here, bringing lots of love and light!
"There's a race of men that don't fit in,
A race that can't sit still;
So they break the hearts of kith and kin,
And they roam the world at will.
They range the field and rove the flood,
And they climb the mountain's crest;
Their's is the curse of the gypsy blood,
And they don't know how to rest." ~ Robert W. Service
"To belong nowhere is a blessing and a curse, like any kind of freedom." Leah Stewart, The Myth of You and Me
"The Wanderlust has got me...by the belly-aching fire" ~ Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
"Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring" ~ Vladimir Nabokov, Mary
HAPPY SPRING EQUINOX! This is the first day of Spring 2016 for the Northern Hemisphere. The day and the night are equally as long. Flowers will begin to bloom and the weather will become increasingly warmer, even if we do see snow flakes before March makes its exit. Today is also Psalm Sunday and many will sport psalms on their coats.
Last Sunday morning, while still in NY, I met my friend, Rev. Sonya Brown. Sonya is a graduate of One Spirit Interfaith Seminary, as am I. We met at the Unity Church on West 58th Street. Normally when I am in NY on a Sunday, I attend The Church of Christ of Harlem with my son Jason. I know how to get around in NY. I'm not always sure which subway to take to reach my destination but once I know, I'm fine. Jason always tells me to "keep your phone on, Mom and text when you get there". The children indeed become the parents. But as my oldest daughter Zakiya said, "You should have raised crappy children if you don't want us concerned." I am grateful for them. LOL
I always enjoy Unity services at any location; this was no exception. The minister is a young man and full of life. His message was about love and recognizing the fears that can keep us from loving. At one point he referenced Guru Satchidananda of Yogaville. I have visited Yogaville on more than one occasion. I received Mantra Initiation there in the 90's and received the name "Nitya (one devoted to truth or the eternal) from Satchidananda. The pastor and I spoke briefly after service. I asked if he had ever visited Yogaville. Not only had he visited, he had participated in some of the building. His mom lived there for awhile. His family is originally from Norfolk and moved to Richmond later. I enjoyed sharing with him and will visit again when I return to NY.
Sonya and I walked over to the shops in Columbus Circle and had lunch at Whole Foods. I absolutely love Columbus Circle! I love the energy of the area. Sonya and I sat and talked about doing some workshops together in the very near future. I eagerly await that! After lunch we took the train back uptown to 116th Street. We walked to the African Harlem Outdoor Market. I try to visit there each time I'm in NY. Neither Sonya or myself saw any earrings of note. We did see some colorful scarfs for $5, which can be worn as head wraps. Sonya and I parted ways at the corner she needed for her train and I continued on to the train I needed. A man walked up behind me and said he liked my outfit. I thanked him and we talked until he reached his destination. He gave me his card and asked me to call. The card has his picture on it and his eyes are very intense in that picture...almost a little scary.
When I returned to Jason's apartment, his friend was there as well. I sat down to eat the remainder of my food as they tried to decide where to eat. Jason said that in his head (a trait inherited from his dad), he had planned to take us to the Haitian restaurant Grandchamps, in Brooklyn. I told him that he should have said something earlier but I would ride and get take out for later. I ordered the Turkey Tasso plate; bone on turkey with Djon Djon (Haitian Black Rice), plantains and vegetables. I had Pain Patate (sweet potato bread pudding) for dessert. The meal, which I had later, was good but I must say that the Djon Djon I had at Gina Desire's house was tastier. I decided to watch a little "Poirot" on Netflix and went to bed.
Jason booked my return to Richmond, Monday on the 2pm train. I so enjoy the train and with the exception of one stop had the seats to myself. The ride was uneventful but comfy. I was picked up at the station and taken to my car at the bus parking lot. I retired early as I had to work the next day. On Thursday, my friend Celeste and I went on a day trip to Maryland Live. We left at 7am and returned by 7pm. It was a beautiful day. I enjoy watching people play and hearing the slot machines. We had lunch in the mall at Chili's. These trips will usually give a better portion of the ticket money back. One can use it to play or cash it in. It makes it worthwhile.
Friday was a day of rest. I worked on Saturday and will work today. I will be off this weekend. Hopefully I will return to NY this week and spend Easter with Jason at his church. The traveling bug has bitten and I am not satisfied with remaining in one place for too long. Spring...it causes one to dream of distant places and new adventures. My heart and spirit hear the call and I will answer.
Until next Sunday,
Merry part and merry meet again,
Blessed be,
Gypsi Mama Michelle
Michelle here, bringing lots of love and light!
"There's a race of men that don't fit in,
A race that can't sit still;
So they break the hearts of kith and kin,
And they roam the world at will.
They range the field and rove the flood,
And they climb the mountain's crest;
Their's is the curse of the gypsy blood,
And they don't know how to rest." ~ Robert W. Service
"To belong nowhere is a blessing and a curse, like any kind of freedom." Leah Stewart, The Myth of You and Me
"The Wanderlust has got me...by the belly-aching fire" ~ Robert W. Service, Rhymes of a Rolling Stone
"Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring" ~ Vladimir Nabokov, Mary
HAPPY SPRING EQUINOX! This is the first day of Spring 2016 for the Northern Hemisphere. The day and the night are equally as long. Flowers will begin to bloom and the weather will become increasingly warmer, even if we do see snow flakes before March makes its exit. Today is also Psalm Sunday and many will sport psalms on their coats.
Last Sunday morning, while still in NY, I met my friend, Rev. Sonya Brown. Sonya is a graduate of One Spirit Interfaith Seminary, as am I. We met at the Unity Church on West 58th Street. Normally when I am in NY on a Sunday, I attend The Church of Christ of Harlem with my son Jason. I know how to get around in NY. I'm not always sure which subway to take to reach my destination but once I know, I'm fine. Jason always tells me to "keep your phone on, Mom and text when you get there". The children indeed become the parents. But as my oldest daughter Zakiya said, "You should have raised crappy children if you don't want us concerned." I am grateful for them. LOL
I always enjoy Unity services at any location; this was no exception. The minister is a young man and full of life. His message was about love and recognizing the fears that can keep us from loving. At one point he referenced Guru Satchidananda of Yogaville. I have visited Yogaville on more than one occasion. I received Mantra Initiation there in the 90's and received the name "Nitya (one devoted to truth or the eternal) from Satchidananda. The pastor and I spoke briefly after service. I asked if he had ever visited Yogaville. Not only had he visited, he had participated in some of the building. His mom lived there for awhile. His family is originally from Norfolk and moved to Richmond later. I enjoyed sharing with him and will visit again when I return to NY.
Sonya and I walked over to the shops in Columbus Circle and had lunch at Whole Foods. I absolutely love Columbus Circle! I love the energy of the area. Sonya and I sat and talked about doing some workshops together in the very near future. I eagerly await that! After lunch we took the train back uptown to 116th Street. We walked to the African Harlem Outdoor Market. I try to visit there each time I'm in NY. Neither Sonya or myself saw any earrings of note. We did see some colorful scarfs for $5, which can be worn as head wraps. Sonya and I parted ways at the corner she needed for her train and I continued on to the train I needed. A man walked up behind me and said he liked my outfit. I thanked him and we talked until he reached his destination. He gave me his card and asked me to call. The card has his picture on it and his eyes are very intense in that picture...almost a little scary.
When I returned to Jason's apartment, his friend was there as well. I sat down to eat the remainder of my food as they tried to decide where to eat. Jason said that in his head (a trait inherited from his dad), he had planned to take us to the Haitian restaurant Grandchamps, in Brooklyn. I told him that he should have said something earlier but I would ride and get take out for later. I ordered the Turkey Tasso plate; bone on turkey with Djon Djon (Haitian Black Rice), plantains and vegetables. I had Pain Patate (sweet potato bread pudding) for dessert. The meal, which I had later, was good but I must say that the Djon Djon I had at Gina Desire's house was tastier. I decided to watch a little "Poirot" on Netflix and went to bed.
Jason booked my return to Richmond, Monday on the 2pm train. I so enjoy the train and with the exception of one stop had the seats to myself. The ride was uneventful but comfy. I was picked up at the station and taken to my car at the bus parking lot. I retired early as I had to work the next day. On Thursday, my friend Celeste and I went on a day trip to Maryland Live. We left at 7am and returned by 7pm. It was a beautiful day. I enjoy watching people play and hearing the slot machines. We had lunch in the mall at Chili's. These trips will usually give a better portion of the ticket money back. One can use it to play or cash it in. It makes it worthwhile.
Friday was a day of rest. I worked on Saturday and will work today. I will be off this weekend. Hopefully I will return to NY this week and spend Easter with Jason at his church. The traveling bug has bitten and I am not satisfied with remaining in one place for too long. Spring...it causes one to dream of distant places and new adventures. My heart and spirit hear the call and I will answer.
Until next Sunday,
Merry part and merry meet again,
Blessed be,
Gypsi Mama Michelle
Sunday, March 13, 2016
New York, NY
Merry meet Friends!
Michelle here, bringing lots of love and light!
“We travel, some of us forever, to seek other places, other lives, other souls.”― Anais Nin
“Once a year, go someplace you’ve never been before.” ― Dalai Lama
"A nomad I will remain for life, in love with distant and uncharted places.” ― Isabelle Eberhardt
“Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.” ― Helen Keller
Well wanderlust has hit me again or I should say it is knocking louder, for it is always there never giving me much peace until I do something. Wanderlust is defined as: a strong desire to travel. That's exactly the feeling that I have and keep. It's one of the reasons My Gypsi Journey began. I know that wandering seems flaky or irresponsible to some but alas, it's in my blood. So color me irresponsible if you must, I will not argue with you, nay, I will surrender to your assessment and cheer.
On impulse I decided to travel to New York. I left Friday night after work. The bus (Chinese bus) left at 12:30am and I arrived at 6:30am. My son, Jason picked me up in Chinatown. After having breakfast and resting a few hours Jason and I went to 125th Street. He went to the barber shop and I meandered around. I love sitting and watching the people. I enjoy the vendors and seeing their wares. It was a beautiful sunny day and many people were out and about. Jason and I met up, took a taxi back to his apartment to get the car and drove to the upper east side. We visited the Whole Foods on Third Avenue which wasn't there when Jason lived there. We then went back to his place and had dinner.
I've decided that traveling once a month to new places. If I purchase Megabus tickets a month in advance, I can get them from $5-$10. Staying in hostels with a minimum rate of $20 makes lodging affordable. Hostels are dorm style and some have private rooms. I stayed in one when I attended the workshop in Asheville last year. It was a dorm room but no one was in the room with my friend and me. Baths are shared along with common areas and the kitchen. Most offer breakfast of some sort. I think I had forgotten about hostels.
In April I plan to visit Memphis, TN. I have to get the bus in Atlanta so I will travel there, stay overnight in a hostel and continue to Memphis the next day. Charleston SC, San Francisco and New Mexico are all future Megabus trips. I will let Spirit decide when and which one first. So instead of driving and listening to hear which direction to travel, I'm now allowing Spirit to tell me which destination by bus. It all sounds so simple now that it's become clear and a plan. Waiting to hear Spirit will do that. I plan to be back in NY the week before Easter. At that time I plan to visit with Thamara Theophile, a Haitian FB friend and sister. She's plans to cook some delicious food for me to enjoy. Yummy!!
Wandering is in my soul. Seeing and learning about different cultures is a growing experience. I want to learn as much as I can about other people and places. If not now, when? I don't want to put off things any longer. If it's to be, it's up to me or so the saying goes. "Other places, other lives, other souls" ...A nomad for life!
Until next Sunday,
Merry part and merry meet again,
Blessed be,
Gypsi Mama Michelle
Michelle here, bringing lots of love and light!
“We travel, some of us forever, to seek other places, other lives, other souls.”― Anais Nin
“Once a year, go someplace you’ve never been before.” ― Dalai Lama
"A nomad I will remain for life, in love with distant and uncharted places.” ― Isabelle Eberhardt
“Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.” ― Helen Keller
Well wanderlust has hit me again or I should say it is knocking louder, for it is always there never giving me much peace until I do something. Wanderlust is defined as: a strong desire to travel. That's exactly the feeling that I have and keep. It's one of the reasons My Gypsi Journey began. I know that wandering seems flaky or irresponsible to some but alas, it's in my blood. So color me irresponsible if you must, I will not argue with you, nay, I will surrender to your assessment and cheer.
On impulse I decided to travel to New York. I left Friday night after work. The bus (Chinese bus) left at 12:30am and I arrived at 6:30am. My son, Jason picked me up in Chinatown. After having breakfast and resting a few hours Jason and I went to 125th Street. He went to the barber shop and I meandered around. I love sitting and watching the people. I enjoy the vendors and seeing their wares. It was a beautiful sunny day and many people were out and about. Jason and I met up, took a taxi back to his apartment to get the car and drove to the upper east side. We visited the Whole Foods on Third Avenue which wasn't there when Jason lived there. We then went back to his place and had dinner.
I've decided that traveling once a month to new places. If I purchase Megabus tickets a month in advance, I can get them from $5-$10. Staying in hostels with a minimum rate of $20 makes lodging affordable. Hostels are dorm style and some have private rooms. I stayed in one when I attended the workshop in Asheville last year. It was a dorm room but no one was in the room with my friend and me. Baths are shared along with common areas and the kitchen. Most offer breakfast of some sort. I think I had forgotten about hostels.
In April I plan to visit Memphis, TN. I have to get the bus in Atlanta so I will travel there, stay overnight in a hostel and continue to Memphis the next day. Charleston SC, San Francisco and New Mexico are all future Megabus trips. I will let Spirit decide when and which one first. So instead of driving and listening to hear which direction to travel, I'm now allowing Spirit to tell me which destination by bus. It all sounds so simple now that it's become clear and a plan. Waiting to hear Spirit will do that. I plan to be back in NY the week before Easter. At that time I plan to visit with Thamara Theophile, a Haitian FB friend and sister. She's plans to cook some delicious food for me to enjoy. Yummy!!
Wandering is in my soul. Seeing and learning about different cultures is a growing experience. I want to learn as much as I can about other people and places. If not now, when? I don't want to put off things any longer. If it's to be, it's up to me or so the saying goes. "Other places, other lives, other souls" ...A nomad for life!
Until next Sunday,
Merry part and merry meet again,
Blessed be,
Gypsi Mama Michelle
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