Gypsy souls, magic dust and life beyond the big 50.

Today, my heart sings!

But my door remains open and so does my heart...

And sometimes you think you might be ready to rebuild something, you may miss things, people or places that once made sense. But then you might think twice....you might think twice and realize that for those things to make sense again a whole world would have to change. And it hasn't changed....not inside you and certainly not outside you. And there is sadness sometimes, but one must know what ones misses and how things looking back or looking forward may seem more promissing then they actually can be. So it's back to the basis I guess....those who whish to be here are here, now and always, in a particulary special place. Those who rejected that place therefore don't belong here. And here I am again, changing seasons, letting life flow, opening my arms to new knowledge. And the essential hasn't changed: the ones I love, strong and reliable relationshisps, the nature, the seasons, wandering, learning, creating, loving, living. Trying to be better. Trying to ke