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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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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 →

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Circle of Life

As the last petal fell, I looked at the tulip. It's petals started the season a bright yellow and now have become hinted with red, almost like it was on fire. This change, this transformation, was something it went through... Continue Reading →

Burning Empowerment

Opening the book of my life I see so many rough pages, tattered, torn, ripped and worn out. But there's more to this book. Those are only a section of it. There are other pages, crisp, neat writing, detailing happy... Continue Reading →

Sneak Attack

This exercise was done by choosing three items from a collection in the middle of the table at my recent Busting Through Blocks event. Sometimes it's fun writing silly too 🙂 Try it yourself, with the first three items you... Continue Reading →

Listening

When I started walking, I felt my legs sort of stiff. They were resisting this exercise, like it was unfamiliar and certainly unwelcomed. I kept pushing forward thought, and continued walking. As I walked, I took a deep breath, pausing... Continue Reading →

Little Girl

As I started walking I looked down at my feet. They didn't look like mine. So much unfamiliar lately. The feet I saw were smaller. A little girl. Cute little ribbons on pink Mary Janes. The steps were smaller. The... Continue Reading →

Magic

I opened the box in front of me and discovered there was more to it than met the eye. Almost like an escape room, there were dark corners, little nooks and crannies to explore. I ran my fingers over the... Continue Reading →

Forest of My Soul

The leaves crinkled under my feet as I walked through the forest. Fall had come late this year. The water levels were low in the river, which increased the ripples and splashes over the rounded worn down rocks. The path,... Continue Reading →

Christmas Solitude (2010)

You hear music in the distance, off beyond the pines Carolers are singing, the familiar Christmas tunes As you walk crunching through the newly fallen snow The sweet sounds get louder The sleigh bells come near And a horse drawn... Continue Reading →

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