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Barefoot

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Stop for a while,
Keep your shoes on,
Walk,
Look around you:

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photo sources: google
“walk”

Don’t they all look alike?
Don’t they all look like variations of colors splashed on a painting?
Some colorful, some cheerful,
Some dull, some indifferent and some faceless?
Doesn’t it feel like a theatrical, a play?
Some are good performers, some are not so good and some don’t fit in?
Sometimes you see their mouths open and close, yet you do not hear their voices, you do not feel marveled, you simply do not feel,
Or you might feel uneasy, unwell, un-amused, or shadowed by their intentions,
And Sometimes you just hear their voices without them speaking and feel their passion draw you to their characters?
What a challenge it is to see what you see, hear what you hear and feel as such; yet you cannot, except be in such a circle,

Now try to walk barefoot,
Walk on, look down, look up, and look around,
Feel the ground, the heat, the cold, and the pain in your feet:

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photo source: google
“Walk Barefoot, leave a foot print behind”

Don’t you feel exposed?
It feels good; it is the chance to know the truth, about yourself and about your surrounding,
Those who are unafraid to walk “barefoot” truly make the colors stand out of the painting, show the charisma of the performers, express the story, beam their light,
Make you shine,

The pictures, the play, the theatrical, the paintings, the characters,
Will feel real if they are genuine, and you will not feel exposed,
They will feel unreal, and …you will feel exposed
When you feel grounded, you are more attuned, and you will be able to know, to learn, to feel, to enjoy your “barefoot” pace, and walk longer no matter the ground,

People, who walked barefoot in history, are beacons of light today,
They knew the truth, shared it and taught it to those, who were not afraid to walk barefoot too,

Let us celebrate freedom and get exposed,
Fearlessly as we surround ourselves with the light,
Let us walk barefoot and enjoy every challenge,
The only ones really exposed, are those who do not have the courage to walk barefoot,
And those who do, walk on inexhaustibly and leave a footprint behind.

 

Sound of Silence

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Sitting by the beach,
Captivated by the twinkling water,
I close my eyes and all I see;
Is a beauty so divine, hidden beyond,
The sound of silence.

moonlight by the beach

moonlight by the beach

Waves rise and fall,
The moon shines above me,
Leaving my shadow behind,
Tides wash through my feet,
Such a bliss to be touched by mother nature,
To hear her song, feel her tenderness, her eternity,
In the sound of silence.

meditating under the moonlight

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As I melt in this beauty,
I dwell in my inner self and I see a reflection of her,
I hear her call,
I watch her dance,
I feel her touch,
I sense her warmth, such an expression of love,
I grasp her forgiveness,
In the sound of silence.

She caresses my heart, she moves my soul, she welcomes me,
Such a pure flow of generosity,
She whispers;
And I breath in, my dream,
She whispers;
And I Know.

In this night, the sky has shined its light,
And my mother, has washed away my sorrow,
And I regained my trust, my hopefulness, my star,
I want to stay in her shelter forever,
I want to hear her comforting rhythm, listen to her music,
I want to linger in this serenity, I want to stay and hear that sound of purity,

Awakening

Awakening

But I have to go back,,
I promised her to go back, I promised her to stay in touch,
I promised her, I will keep listening to and hearing;
Our sound of silence.

Surrender

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Truth be told,
I was being caught,
Held up in two worlds,
Tried to fight, but then I realized,

I will only win if I surrender.

light in darkness

light in darkness

I gave it all I could,
I tried all I can,
I prayed to all, but I was still standing in that point,
That point of no return.

Years passed by until I found that a warrior is a winner no matter how,
It was lack of faith, abandonment and hate that caused this feeling of defeat.

A teacher told me the other day,
Surrender is the key to winning back your life and continuing your unexplored journey,
Just look out for the signs.

surrender to miracles

surrender to miracles

Surrender and let it be,
Surrender and you will see,
Surrender to life,
And give faith a chance,
Believe yourself a winner in such circumstance
And so it shall be.

when the time is on

Yogi Bhajan “when the time is on”

Surrender like a hero, show up, stand up,
Trust in that miracle,
Surrender to your dream,
Make room for it to manifest,
Surrender, fight with life, not against it
Trust and you shall see,
The light within you will shine past the fields, across the sea,
Glistening like crystals, outshining any dark stuck from that past.

Surrender, surrender, surrender,
And win the fight,
Life is fair and you shall see it all,
Unfolding like a miracle which you once thought is hard to behold.

Trust, surrender, love and ignite,
You are the winner after all!

you are a winner after all

you are a winner after all

Message from a Rose

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As I am having my coffee this morning,

my morning coffee

my morning coffee-thoughts and messages

 

I remembered a lovely conversation I had yesterday with a dear friend, who shares a lot with me in this realm and beyond and so an urge overtakes me from a word, a symbol, she made me notice, and I write;

Message from a Rose

message from a rose

message from a rose

In the dark cold night,
I can feel the warmth,
Wrapped by the moonlight, covering my every being,
Shining its beauty upon me and reflecting my love of existing,

lovely roses

message from a rose-my love of existing

In the morning breeze,
I feel the joy of freedom,
The freedom to share my beauty, to thrill your senses, to inspire your passion,
As the sparkling morning dew on my skin, twinkle in the sun, like diamond droplets,
I am visited by a butterfly who knows, what it’s like,
To live in the colors, to bathe in the sun, to spread your wings, to live in the moment,

roses and butterflies

message from a rose-live in the moment

In the garden of life I exist,
I will only make sense, to those who are in touch with their truth,
I will only reflect beauty, to those who can admire and appreciate my splendor,
I will fill your life with magical scents, that you will be able to smell me long after I am gone,

roses and beauty

message from a rose- you live on

And remember my message.

 

remember my message

from a rose-remember my message

Out of Breath

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A chat between illusion and reality, an eruption of feelings…

This forest is so dense,
It is too dark, misty and cold,
I can hear the ice cracking its jokes,
I can feel my breath breaking,
I am alone.

darkforest

Dark Forest

I am running and,
I cannot catch my breath,
This place is too immense,
It is too damp and the ground too steep,
I am trying not to fall,
I am holding tight to stay alive,
I do not belong in this dimension,
I just stopped breathing and I fell in this unfamiliar place,
Above me is a place too dark and below me is a swamp.

swamp

Swamp

When will the sun come out?
My lovely sun, that keeps me warm, and envelopes me with love and protection,

sunMy lovely Sun

As I face this place that has tried to steal my soul and locked me in this dark cold forest,
I wish for the light, and in my mind I am running towards it,
Searching for a glimpse, looking for a sign, nothing can be seen.

I hate this noisy silence,
I hate this fake smile,
I hate this strange pat on the back,
I hate this look of deception,
I hate this pretense,
I hate this indifference.

Why? Why am I out of breath?

I was once a dancing Gypsy living under the sun,

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I was a child of the light, blowing golden dust and breathing into the endless fields of lavender,

Lavender Field

Lavender Fields

Why am I in this dark place? Who has cast a spell?

I will not stop running,
I will not give up,
I will keep on searching for the light,
I will not stop dreaming of my sun,
I will not stop breathing,
I will not stop dancing,

Photo credit: Dorina Costras

Photo credit: Dorina Costras

I might be out of breath now,
But I am not out of soul.
I will come out of this dark miserable place and,
I will forgive you for throwing me there,

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I will breathe, I will breathe again and,
Even if you hurt me,
I will blow you some golden dust, to fill your icy heart with love, and color your life with light,

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I am a Gypsy with an eternal soul,
I sometimes stop breathing,
I live different lives,
I taste different flavors,
I fall, I die, I stop breathing,
But my willpower is my fight,
For my life is a beaming light,
And I always emerge…
I dance for love, I breathe for adventure,
I am peace, and I bring peace wherever I land,

Love and Light

Love and Light

I breathe, I breathe, I breathe light.

Feathers

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You make me think,
You make me dream,
You make me realize,
We all can fly.

Feathers

Fly

As I walk through the maze of life,
I look for signs,
I look for fallen feathers on the ground,
With each lovely feather, I see a dream, an emotion, driven by freedom,
I learn of the messages this universe wants to convey, for you were once roaming above, touching freedom, coloring the sky, holding the wind and releasing beautiful energy,

Beautiful Feather

Beautiful Feather

You were once part of a cherished soul that decided to let you go, so down you swirled and touched the ground, you drifted in the pond, you fell in the lake, you swam in the ocean, wherever you have bounced,
I thank you for the wisdom, I thank you for the signs, I thank you for your beauty,

Now I know.

This post is dedicated to my beautiful grandmother who crossed over early this month. I miss you grandma. Until we meet again.

Life and beyond

Life and Beyond

On Light and Love-November Mysteries

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On Light and Love-November Mysteries

In the event that November is the month of an awakening in humanity according to many sources; a solar eclipse, a frosty moon, a new age, a new channel, a new chapter in our existence, symbolized by the Phoenix that promises a rise above and beyond to those who seek and to those who deserve.

I welcome November and it’s long awaited mysteries and light, with my post that was hanging in as a draft for the last 2 months:

Soul of a Gypsy was born during a phase in my life in which I needed to break free from physical existence, and connect with what is beyond, where my words would travel through the universe, and introduce me to great minds and souls, and connect us through a common power known as “the word” and it doesn’t seize to amaze me how it continues to do so until today.

It is true that breaking from the physical connection was wonderful, however as I still do exist in this physical dimension, it became difficult for me to transition or balance, especially that the physical dimension was putting a lot of pressure to continue my journey as per its rules, otherwise I wouldn’t stand a chance of survival. So another challenge was awaiting me around the corner and while I tried resisting, it would push back until I felt so helpless, and on the verge of defeat, when a friend from across the globe (you might have guessed how we met), got in touch and told me “things are going to get better”. It wasn’t until she mentioned to me, a word, a symbol, a thought, something that I had long forgotten….“Light”

Light, a simple yet such powerful element, that any living and breathing being needs, to grow, to breath, to “synthesize”  and so is a simple thought that desires to emerge into reality, it will require light.

What an amazing fact, anything needs love and light to grow, to live, to breath, to be nurtured and to survive in the now and beyond.

Thanks to my friend, light now overshadows the dark and it will always do.

So November, here you are shedding your light and rays, and here I am anticipating again, an emergence of humanity into light, a better new age and a better tomorrow!

And so be it.

My Gypsy Soul- Defined

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Gypsy soul defined

Gypsy soul defined

This pretty much summarizes who I am and what I am searching for.

I am a traveler in space, searching for the truth, the truth about everything, in a world full of chaos and clutter.

Nadine Mikhael

“Welcome to My Journey”

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