Sunday, July 15, 2018

My Flower Child

"Someone said there's a girl out there with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair"
Going To California -Led Zeppelin 




 ☙ ROSES & IVY ☙


Special thanks to my aptly named flower child {L} for modeling my recently crafted flower crowns. Of all of these beautiful flower creations she is my  beautifulest bloom of them all.

Passions a Plenty

Disclaimer: I am one trippy little hippie but I do not trip on shrums. I do however believe if the spirit leads me to go on that quest , my brain pattern will be recovered and recalibrated to a brighter path. This sketch however captures my spirit, and my perky nose.
{ Artist Unknown }

New bloggery is at foot as I'm  participating with a circle of friends in a revolutionary rediscovery of just being. "Trinkets And Armor" was created by the headmistress Magaly Guerrero. After you enjoy my post , go check out her wicked smile and inked heart felts. This weeks addition is "What's your Passion"?

I asked the members of my household what do you think my passions are , what do I truly enjoy doing? The Renaissance Man responded with "making poison, uh no I mean making potions", he laughed in reference to my wild crafting and herbalism. He went on to say I pick up nature and use it for decor, healing, magic, etc. {E} my eldest daughter said my passion was making things, crafting, upcycling, and hoarding objects for future projects. My daughter{L} response was cooking and creating new foods from different health aspects and cultures. And my sweet hearted young son {M} answered family time spent traveling, and the beach, "Oh Mom you love the Ocean, and taking photo's of wild nature". And yes they pretty much picked up on my many Passions.

A new found passion that has bubbling up for me in the past few years is home organization and decor. This includes indoor and out. Imagine I come to your home for a visit and the first session we have a platica ( a heart to heart conversation ). I get a feeling for your vibe, and the next time we literally clear the clutter of life no longer needed. With your pieces of memories and necessities remaining, we then rearrange your living spaces into beautiful flows of your everyday life. I believe this skill helped me sell my last house and transformed our severely damaged repo trailer we bought as our new home. Just a thought, I can help with transformation of mind, body , and spirit. Because spirit is passions in motion, and don't let anything dull your shine. I'm off now to visit your passions in your sacred space.

Sunday, July 8, 2018

A Glimpse of Home

Home is where the heart is ! Here is a view from the kitchen looking into the living room, and dining area. This home was a complete renovation project or should I say our first Texas fixer upper. Stay tuned for before and after pics. I can't believe we have been living here in our new home for half a year already, time sure does fly by.

Some heart bits from my Mama soul . I'm grateful that my eldest son was able to visit us for a month and I had all my kids for some of summer break. We took him to the airport yesterday to go back to Cali and I'm all sorts into my feelings. Next time I see him , he will be an adult! Life must progress forward and journeys need to be continued.

I wish you all splendid activities in the seasons and weather in your corner of the globe❤️

Monday, June 25, 2018

I'm Here.... Just Not Here

Hey folks just a note to say I haven't completely dropped off the blogosphere. If were friends on social media you might have seen the things Iv'e been up to. Life has been hectic with ups and downs. As I go about the day I want to blog away about the day but never get the chance. The summer days just keep floating by and I seriously cannot keep up with it all. I guess you can say I did move states and get what I wanted, but I need to find balance and focus. I plan on visiting your blogs and seeing what ya'll been up too soon! Just dropping some sentiments and random here just to let you know I'm still here.

Texas Sunset At Golden Hour

Tuesday, May 8, 2018

Greetings From Galveston

Early in March on a beautiful Spring morning we ventured out on a road trip that would lead us to the ocean. This was the first time we experienced Galveston together. We took 45 South which takes  us though Houston. The drive is more spectacular at night when all the buildings are lit up.


When we arrived in Galveston, we parked at Stewart Beach. Here there is a playground, building with a store, ice cream shop, restrooms, and a huge Adirondack chair to have an awesome photo opportunity. Along our walk toward Pleasure Pier we came across the memorial of  "Lil Jacob", an unidentified 3 yr old boy that was found onshore in late October last year.


The walk along the seawall provided beautiful and educational benches to rest on. Bright tiled mosaics with references to the structure of the seawall and historic era establishments. The last bench pictured is an ode to the Balinese Room a posh casino-dance hall in the 1940-1950s.


Murdoch's was originally a bathhouse in the early 1900's and had to be rebuilt several times due to Hurricanes throughout the years. All sorts of trinkets, souvenirs, and coastal flare are available in  this wrap around store. The porch which has a relaxing view of the Gulf provides a row of rocking chairs and a bar where you can sip, relax and take in the salt air.


 We finally made it to Pleasure Pier which was a long walk from where we parked. Even though me and the Hubby didn't go on rides we still had to pay $10.00 each just to be on the pier, that was a bit of a bummer. The kids rode rides, played games, and got temporary tattoos. Then we continued to stroll Galveston Seawall with a new friend in tow.


There are so many bright and vibrant paintings, art, and signs. I did not bring my camera this trip so these are what I captured on my phone. We ate at a spot called the The Gumbo Diner. The waitress's had such sweet southern hospitality and the vibe was great for family's. After we ate and rested for a bit we needed to make the long walk back to Stewart Beach were we parked.


The sand is a finer texture than the west coast and the shell variety is different as well. I have to admit this whole trip had us missing Santa Cruz and there were moments of sadness for what we had left behind in California. But the move to Texas is our new chapter and we have to look at the bigger picture of  the life we have here.


We rode off into the sunset headed back through the city that leads to the country which has us nestled in the woods.

Thursday, May 3, 2018

A Retraction

  1. 1.
    the action of drawing something back or back in.
    "prey are grasped between the jaws upon tongue retraction"
  2. 2.
    a withdrawal of a statement, accusation, or undertaking.
    "he issued a retraction of his allegations"

{the above text copied from Google Dictionary}

So here I am finding myself having to retract the statement that our homestead was to be named "Where The Wild Things Are". No Maurice did not turn in his grave and yell "hell no lady you may not", it was the objection by everybody else in the household. Not one of them had cared about my magical heartfelt blog post that brought me to the revelation, well {M} did, that 7 yr old boy of mine is a wild hippie child who likes to see his Mama happy. So much discussion went on and the name has been changed.


Here at our humble homestead known as Camp Palmetto we have many amenities which include:

 A soon to be finished TeePee

 Paddle boating & nature exploration

 Relaxation by the pond, possibly fishing in the future

 A hammock for reading and taking in the wooded view

Trees galore to explore

A cozy fire to sing and tell tales

These are some of the reasons we came up with the idea to call it a camp. And yes there is one Palmetto on the property, because the Renaissance Man won this battle, we must purchase more for the grounds. This is just the start folks, stay tuned. Now I must plan what we will be doing here during summer because's out at the end of the month!

Thursday, April 19, 2018

The Naming of Our Homestead

Inspiration struck out of the blue, no... more like the green of mother nature. I started off the morning watching wild crafting and foraging videos on YouTube. The wilderness outside my front and back door is so full of the unknown. What is medicinal, edible, poisonous! The Wild Women in me has re awoken and I'm continuing the journey of exploration in my own zone. If you haven't been a follower for long I went from .24 acres in Sacramento California to 2 acres in the woods in South East Texas, achieving that American dream of being debt free and owning everything outright. But that folks is a blog post for another day and time.

After studying a bit I walked outside, the whole vibe and hum was different today. Once my boots hit the landing of the stairs I became one with my land. The zonal scope you see in movies literally happened. All senses were heightened and tuned into the above and below. No psychedelics involved, I reached a point where my brain has done this on it's own...euphoria or zen. Whatever is happening I'm not going to argue with it, I fucken love this feeling! { if we were face to face I do tend to express my feelings with foul language, apologies if this if offensive but this is authentic}.

So back to the matter at hand. I strolled around identifying plants and trees, then I was scared shit less as the dogs barked and chased a rabbit that ran passed me and almost knocked me to the ground as it escaped the wrath of my fur babies. Catching my breath because I was caught off guard, I heard a small coughing noise, followed it and found a baby possum lost from its pack. Shot some video, posted on Instagram @gypsyspiritrising and then sighed out loud "this really is where the wild things are! "Where The Wild Things Are", yes! And then the Bryce Vine song played in my brain as I ran to google search if the name has been established as another homestead yet.

To my relief I found no other establishment or like wise claiming this name. Then I thought what would Maurice Sendak think, would he be okay with me using the name of one of his popular books? I spoke out loud and the google on my phone picked  up my out loud inquiry and this You Tube video started playing. Tears came outright because affirmation in the soul does such response.

So I guess I took the dive and got the inspirational blow to the head. I've communed with spirits before but it was mostly family, but to get a divine answer automatic like this occurred is some new and exciting stuff. Many spiritual awakenings have been tapped lately. Oh and the fact that it occurred at 1:43 is another significance in the angel number realm. Quick summary from Joann Sacred Scribes because she is my go to for the Angel messages.

ANGEL #143

Angel Number 143 encourages you to look at your current home and lifestyle and consider ways to uplift your environment in order to usher in more positive energies. Do not be afraid to express yourself with joy, optimism and creativity. Add beauty to your environment and everyday life.

So with that being said, and divine interventions coming into play to make my inspiration strike a go ,without further ado our humble beginnings of a homestead shall be named due to the many references of all that lives there from the plants, animals, and humans who reside there....

Where The Wild Things Are

p.s. now for a logo, oh hell I'll wait for another strike of inspo!

Monday, April 16, 2018

From The City of Tree's to My Own Sacred Woods

As much as my heart cries about leaving behind beautiful California, I walk outside into the rays of sunshine filled with birdsong and butterflies, basking with the creatures I coexsist with and together our Circadian rhythm swirl , dance, and create new magic.

                  First Spring in Texas!

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Rising To the Light Of The Moon

January 31st 2018

I really didn't feel like rolling out of bed this morning, until I was reminded about a lunar eclipse going on. Then I rolled down a hill while I was looking to set up the tripod, don't worry me and the camera are fine it was more like falling backwards. Luckily I had a view over the trees and snapped some shots, as the sun was setting on the horizon she hide from me. Read ya later lovelies the moon has set in motion some house organizing for the day.

Tuesday, December 19, 2017

Shaking A Hand About Some Land

 This is literally how it went down, the honest emotional roller coaster almost train wreck of finding our stake to claim here in Texas. The devastation of hurricane Harvey has the market for Houston homes cheap...if your an investor, these homes are flooded and skeletons of once beautiful homes. Those who were lucky enough to move have headed up the hill which left the market where we're searching with here today, pending tomorrow. We got really desperate, all the homes were no longer available. Twice we started the process on homes in sub divisions with HOA fees and no land just because we got scared that this might be our last hope at attaining something. Stress was putting a damper not just on us but our family who graciously is letting us live with them. I was told to relax and rest assured that good things come to those who wait, there is a plan for everyone and patience is necessary as is faith.

The plan of action changed. A wise woman told us to switch our strategy and look for land and then a home for the land. An appointment was made to view a piece of property which turned out to be forest that needed clearing and there were no hook ups for a home. As we were contemplating the land a truck pulled up the driver said "Howdy" and we told him we were new  to town and looking for a home. He said the neighbor down the way mentioned he wanted to sell his home, turns out he wasn't ready but the guy pulling out his driveway asked if we were looking for land. Talk about the right place at the right time. We drove around the corner and were left to look at 2 acres of wooded land with hook ups and septic already in place. And down the slope and over the tall grass I spied a pond with a deck!                                                             

This was the space we have dreamt about, this is camping everyday scenery all outside our front door, yet there was no front door or any home to speak of on the property. The next step all went down in one day actually. It had snowed the night before so we had a beautiful scenic drive to the county office to purchase and get the deed for the land, it took  less than an hour and it was ours. The same day we looked at some possible home options to put on our land, found our first Texas fixer upper, purchased it and had accomplished the goal of owning home and land!  A humble little note, a month exactly to the day that we closed on our home sale in California our home arrived.

So the journey continues with new and exciting adventures on the horizon! Do not dare step back from your visions and dreams and for one moment think they are not a possibility, it's not always easy but when imagined bliss comes to fruition you know the true meaning of being blessed. Many blessings to you and yours during the holidays and every moment there is breath.


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