GYPSY SOUL WOMEN

I LONG TO SIT WITH GYPSY SOUL WOMEN

I long to sit in council with GYPSY SOUL WOMEN. Women who carried burdens and chose to love the wounds until love became the place where peace enters the heart. Women like my dear Stefanie LaRue. Her life was her Mission.

I long to be in the presence of GYPSY SOUL WOMEN. Those that sing their heart’s calling in Voices of paradise and feathers surrounding their crown.

I long to cry withGYPSY SOUL WOMEN. Resilient strong sisters nurturing the Wound of the World. Caretakers of the Light standing like a lighthouse on the edge of humanity.

I long to make magic withGYPSY SOUL WOMEN. Emotional alchemists healing the silence of what hurts inside believing in the magic of forests, rivers and mountains.

I long to walk in the company ofGYPSY SOUL WOMEN. Women who have deep convictions. Women of immense courage. Women who seek the truth and stand up for what they believe in.

I long to write in the company of GYPSY SOUL WOMEN. Women who feel the poetry of their hearts. Metaphors-Makers. Dancers. Wordsmiths. Weavers of stories. Meaning Makers. Uplifters of Souls.

And yes, so grateful to be surrounded by YOUGYPSY SOUL WOMEN. Givers. Nurturers. Healers. True Soul-Makers. Together Making the Soul of the World as We Live our Truth.

You are theGYPSY SOUL WOMEN I long to be with!