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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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depression

Fighter

I knew I had to change it, but I was stalling because... The pain of staying the same was not yet greater than the pain it would take to change, although it was trying The universe was playing a mighty... Continue Reading →

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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 →

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 →

Hope In The Darkness

Falling into old patterns Addictions running wild Darkness consuming, grasping for anything it can Distractions from success Sabotaging self esteem My body, my temple, ransacked and destroyed Food that does not fuel Hands that do not respect Toxins flooding my... Continue Reading →

Book of the Year

When I opened the new book of the year I was excited I could feel the energy radiating from it with all the potential I was filled with hopes and dreams and ideas I couldn't write them all down fast... Continue Reading →

Tornado Thoughts

Chaos in my head My thoughts are a tornado Reeking havoc wherever they go Memories I shouldn't be remembering Feelings I shouldn't be feeling So I stuff them down Bury them deep and ignore them Just one more bite, it'll... Continue Reading →

Christmas Awareness (originally published December 2015)

Christmas is a time of songs and lights Snow falling softly over little villages tucked in tight Blanketing them in a cozy white slumber Fires crackling keeping everyone nice and warm While presents overflow under the tree But there's so... Continue Reading →

December 3, 2015 Christmas Love

Christmas is a time of songs and lights Snow falling softly over little villages tucked in tight Blanketing them in a cozy white slumber Fires crackling keeping everyone nice and warm While presents overflow under the tree But there's so... Continue Reading →

Birds can’t talk to Squirrels

I yell at the sky And numb away the pain There's not much difference between My cries and the birds songs Who's to say that their perky little ballads Aren't in fact screams for help? I don't speak bird And... Continue Reading →

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