Search

Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

Author

Andie Eygenraam

Author, Speaker, Change Mentor, Freelance Writer, Branding & Marketing Consultant

The Sunset

The sun set on another day and I felt.. Like I'd truly accomplished something and hadn't let another day go to anxieties and worry. Trying to ground myself and live more fully in the present can help me appreciate every... Continue Reading →

Questions and Scattered Nuts

When it was over I took a breath I looked around, wondering if it was really over or if something would sneak up and blindside me Look what you're manifesting This could have been over much sooner if I didn't... Continue Reading →

Stepping Out of My Comfort Zone

As I took that first step, I hesitated Did I really want to join the party? There were so many people And really I'd rather curl up with a book and a cup of tea I paused at the threshold... Continue Reading →

Signs from All Around

Feathers dropping, Angels sighing Letting me know I'm not as alone as I feel Robins, crows, hummingbirds, All fly by with their own reassurances Monarchs dance around me Reminding me I'm supported during this transition When I'm in alignment The... Continue Reading →

Writing Wanderings

As I picked up my pen I paused, unsure what to write, it had been so long What did I want to write about? I guess the better question is what did I need to write about? Thoughts in every... Continue Reading →

Take Two…

On my breath in I chose to feel peace To fill my body with serenity and calm Enough letting others affect me Enough distractions from my creativity When I slow myself down, sit quietly with myself, guidance comes I don't... Continue Reading →

Take One…

On my breath in I felt anxiety Pain in my chest, heaviness like an elephant had taken up residence there I wonder why my thoughts go to an elephant I mean they don't usually make a habit of sitting on... Continue Reading →

Daydream Believing

As I felt my toes in the grass I noticed it tickled. They were covered in dew and leaving droplets all over my bare feet. Curious, I walked a bit further. I saw remnants of my dog being here that... Continue Reading →

Story Magic

When I opened the door it squeaked, creaking open ever so eerily It needed oil, but that wasn't my job The floors needed sweeping, but that also wasn't my job I looked around the dimly lit room There wasn't much... Continue Reading →

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑