My Gypsea Life

Often the word “gypsy” conjures up images of colorfully clad nomads dancing to lively music, reading futures and possibly even conning money from unsuspecting people. Some gypsies may do that but it’s just too much of a generalization for the various kinds of nomads out there today. Most people can’t fathom how I live. When someone has a house, a job, a car, a smartphone……it’s hard to compute peoples’ lives who do not. No complaint, just wanting to clarify as I’ve had many "situations" with folks due to misunderstandings regarding their expectations…in a “normal” world.

As a Gypsea (not a typo but a spelling I have adopted for obvious reasons), I don’t know how long I will be in a particular area. And, even though I may know people there, I don’t always announce myself as I am unable to meet with everyone. Sometimes people find out I’m in town, or was in town, and get offended because we didn’t get together. What they don't realize is I am busy helping wherever I am, busy figuring out what’s next in my unpredictable life, busy working on maintaining my own life-balance. If we are meant to meet in person, it will, and does, flow peacefully.

Being more technologically challenged than most, I do the best I can at staying connected. Surprising to many, I could easily be a recluse but, for now, it feels appropriate for me to keep in touch via human words.

I am generally not tethered to technology, like the masses, and email is currently my best means of communication. Unlike others on facebook (and other social media platforms), my goal is not to get my numbers of friends high just for a massive number but to have quality connections. Interestingly, I had almost 20 facebook friends who transitioned to their next life. I kept them in my friend list for years as it almost felt profane to “unfriend” them. The realization came that it was time to let go. I thought of every one of them, tenderly having a beautiful few moments of communion with each, as I removed the earthly fb link I had with them that we both no longer need. They will always remain in my heart.

Since I don’t have a smartphone, certain interactions people want me to have with them are not possible such as Instagram, snapchat, whatsapp and the like. Many earth angels have offered to provide me a smartphone – some even with service! It is my choice, at this time, not to have one thank you 😊

From a social media standpoint, facebook has been the easiest for me to connect with people although it has acquired quite a few not so helpful features. I used to get email notifications every time someone commented within the parameters I created in my settings. The messages were all spelled out in the email – meaning I could read them offline as I am not always on the internet like most. I could even compose an email offline to that person if a response was fitting which I could do a quick email send/receive if I only had brief internet access. The most challenging fb issue being that now I have to log onto Messenger to read the messages that used to be complete in my email. To add insult to injury, when I click the link from the email about a new message in Messenger, it doesn’t even show up so I have to open a complete new window anyway to read it.

Occasionally, I post to linkedin, pinterest, twitter and G+ but it is humanly impossible for me to thoughtfully keep up with any of those. Probably the main reason I post to those platforms is to share things for my friends that I think would be valuable to and appreciated by others.

A fairly new social media platform, MeWe, appears to show promise. There are no ads and they seem to respect members' privacy much more. Click here if you wish to check it out or join me there.

The concept of freely giving is something I have shared about in many of my previous blog posts – one being ALOHA Land 
Consider a new way of living - Free World One. I hope someday you'll join us. Then the world will live as ONE!!

Another giving/exchange platform I’d like to see grow is Simbi - mentioned also in past blog I AM HOME.

With any format, whether email or any social platforms, it is not predictable as to if I am in a position to respond. This could be hours, days, weeks or months depending on living conditions, time, and technology availability.

The way I see it; True Friends are a special breed. They understand life varies for infinite reasons on all sides. They are the ones that could go for months, years or even a lifetime without apparent contact. Then, when we do communicate again, we simply pick up where we left off…..

Sometimes Gypseas do sell things…especially with an ocean flair! Are you looking for a one of a kind holiday gift? Something for your favorite Mermaid/Merman? Something for yourself? You might be able to cover one or all bases at Gifts From The Sea and Other Treasures,  a Mother – Daughter (ad)venture.

Thank you all for BEing in my life. Together, with all our differences and similarities, we make this world a brighter place!!

Halloween, Wisdom and Gifts From The Sea

It’s the magical month of Halloween and Samhain which (or is it "witch"?)
almost rhymes with Halloween, flowing into Dia de Los Muertos. It is a time of fun and perhaps pretending to be someone or something else. My dreamy blue princess dress of my previous 2 posts Magic Always Comes With A Price and Wisdom Does NOT necessarily come With Age – brought back memories of Halloween nobility I assumed as a young child. I am claiming that royalty again and invite you to do so as well. It may not be “royalty” you resonate with but, perhaps, another race, alien roots, or a superhero you are ready to BE! Whatever it is, now is a great time to “try it on”. Perhaps you may carry powerful feelings from playing a character to BEing elements of that essence in your daily life.

Also, in reference to September’s blog post, Wisdom Does NOT Necessarily Come With Age, I’d like to introduce a wise friend Dayna Martin. This amazing mother of four embodies honoring children as the Little Masters they are. Dayna has been inspiring others for over a decade by sharing her experience through natural birth, attachment parenting and Unschooling. She is an activist, educator and author of, Radical Unschooling: A Revolution Has Begun, and her newest book, Sexy Birth. Dayna is also a speaker, peaceful parenting coach, doula, midwife, anarchist, raw vegan chef and owner of the raw vegan business, Rawk Starz. For more visit her website.

Someday.....when I find the tropical beach of my visions, I see myself conjuring meaningful, intricate shell crafts to gift dear ones and possibly sell. When I was in California, my daughter got the idea to play with shell creations together. We made a variety utilizing mostly Mother Nature’s bounty and repurposed items. For a sampling of a few, please visit our online store   www.etsy.com/shop/GiftsFromTheSeaShop It would honor us too, if you are on facebook https://www.facebook.com/giftsfromtheseashop/, to “like” our page there. We are also on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/giftsfromtheseashop/  but I’m not tech savvy enough to be very active there. Perhaps you will find that perfect little something for those special people in your life during the holidays or just because. Maybe the magic of a unique handcrafted with love item will speak to you personally! If you see anything on facebook or Instagram you are interested in, but don’t see it on etsy, please contact us. We’ll let you know if the item is still available.

Your support is appreciated whether you like, share or buy!

Maybe the energy of these Gifts from the Sea will help me get a little closer to “my place”. What I do know is the energy of our connection makes this world a brighter place. Thanks for BEing YOU!

Wisdom Does NOT Automatically Come With Age

Babies emerge into the world these days remembering more than previous generations about where they incarnated from. They are more resistant when the aged ones try to imbue in them information contrary to their innate knowing. These “older ones” range from well-meaning to mis-guided to downright insidious intentioned; bent on brainwashing the masses for their own ends.

This is not to fault the older ones at all. Beliefs and concepts were programmed - imbedded into their psyche at a tender age only to be constantly reinforced as they continued through life. No, there is no fault, especially when we realize much was done out of what they thought was love or for whom they thought was God.

It is not Wisdom that comes with age but experience. While some of us may have got through similar happenings in life, we each have our unique experience of it. Those experiences, combined with the workings of our mind and the power of our spirit, result in what we see as true. A wise person realizes that there is infinitely more to know than our human minds can currently fathom. The more a wise person knows, the more that individual senses the infinity of the unknown.

It will indeed be a glorious age when children being born are acknowledged as wise – not empty vessels that it is the duty of parents, teachers and others to fill with their beliefs. Adults are the guardians of these precious tiny Beings of Knowing. It would greatly enhance the entire human race if these little ones where treated with respect as the LittleMasters that they are. It is the responsibility of the adults to care for and help these new arrivals to navigate this planet in the particular body they chose this time around. The adults have the power to honor and evoke the expansion of the child’s innate wisdom. They also have the power to squelch that light and replace it with what is commonly accepted as truth by most. The more people believe as they always have, the more history repeats itself over and over – except perhaps, with new names. When the children and their “radical” ideas are respected, things shift. People begin to get in touch with their own truth. Every once in a while, an adult has an epiphany. They may think they are being given a vision from Heaven (hmmm, you could say they are). They are actually tapping into the original wisdom they were born with – that knowing that has been buried under layers of others’ teachings for decades.

I hadn’t planned this blog post to be a continuation of a story from my previous Magic Always Comes With A Price. In it, I spoke of a little princess wearing a satin dress of cerulean blue. Against all odds according to conventional wisdom, within a couple weeks of that post, that very princess dress magically appeared in my life again! I am not ready to share the price I had to pay with the world right now. Suffice it to say, my faith was renewed and faltering trust restored.

As my time on this planet increases in years, my knowledge increases too. However, the more I know, the more I realize how infinitely little this human named Michelle actually knows. I may just be scratching the surface of wisdom.

With each generation coming in wiser, and more resistant to detrimental information, Louie Armstrong may have been onto something in What A Wonderful World. 

Wishing you a wonderful day and more wisdom filled moments no matter what your chronological age. And, as always, thank you for being on this journey with me!

Magic Always Comes With A Price

Once upon a time a little, seemingly average, girl dreamed of being a princess. Immediately one would think, “That’s pretty normal. Lots of little girls dream of being princesses.” Heck, Disney made sure of that too. Around 6 years of age, she donned her mother’s gorgeous cerulean blue satin dress and the jeweled golden crown she’d fashioned herself. It was Halloween and one of the last times she’d be allowed to be a princess for many years to come. Externally, that is, because she was actually…..Abby Normal. Something in her deepest memories always glowed, albeit at times faintly, a knowing of magic – all kinds of magic! One of her NOW choices is to live that magic as much as possible here on Planet Earth.
But more about that later.

There is a positive reason, or magic if you will, swirling around every
happening. When I was in Florida, a few months back, I could have easily stayed months longer. I had a beautiful, comfortable place to stay. I loved the balmy weather, tropical plants and critters all around. Yet something was telling me, in no uncertain terms, it was time to move on. No why, just go! Sometime later, I would come to understand why. The Universe was sparing me incredible heartbreak. One of the main purposes for me being in Florida is to be on the beach experiencing as many breathtaking sunrises and sunsets as possible. The deep level of communing with nature for me under those circumstances is hard to explain in human language. Alas, a devastating Red Tide began almost immediately after my departure. Its epic destruction and duration continue to this very day. I could not have been able to bear the sight of so many of my friends, dead on the beach and floating lifeless in the water. I would not have been able to breath or tolerate the stinging in my eyes there either. Sometimes the magic is that we are whisked away – protected from situations not preferred. The Universe knows I can help others better when I dwell in joy!

Here is one of the countless ways Joy has blessed me. After mentioning how I used to give greeting cards in my previous post, a former recipient of such greetings gifted me with a several. And not just any cards, but ones that featured her exquisite fine art and photography. You too can enjoy them via Kathyjonokuchi.com Thank You Dear Kathy! You have brought ongoing joy to me since the time we met, all those years ago, and bring immeasurable joy to the world!

Magic Always Comes With A Price – it is always the effect of something aka the price. I previously touched on that with nothing being “free” in Who is this blog for? Each day I look for, or create, the magic in the place where I am as I move closer to another place I’d like to be. I find something to feel joy about while fulfilling my purpose in whatever place I currently am. And, I continue taking baby steps to manifesting another reality. To that end, I again put out my request for leads and information. If you have any ideas or connections to someone in a tropical beach area with warm turquoise waters that needs assistance, please let me know. It could be house-sitting, childcare assistance, travel companion, deck hand, or other mutually beneficial work exchange situation. Kindly contact me to share thoughts
or get more details on help I can provide.

What is the price of everyday magic?
Here is a short beginning to the Neverending Story:
* Ongoing decisions to see the wonder right where you are
* Lighten up – have more fun
* Willingness to be happy over right
* Don’t sweat the small stuff (and it’s all small stuff)
* Imagine/see the world as you blissfully wish it to be
* Recognizing you are on this stage called life and can determine your individual performance
* Shining your light to others constantly making this world a brighter place
* Commitment to live happily ever after

                                                                 Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo!