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"home symbolizes your Inner center

the unsullied void__your personal part of eternity

only reachable by your own Soul-energy

no one else may enter there"

the watcher waits to meet you within

as a child and teenaged one i knew many homes

none were mine and none were places that 

i formed major spirit bonds with

and with a sagittarius moon i was always

ready to explore the next space place town state

easily leaving behind the old for

the adventure of the still fresher and new

though one lovely apartment•home memory 

i will hold fondly is living

on rincon street somewhere in san bernardino

surrounded by big bear mountains, an urban sprawl of 

lush green trees and bush and vine

rolling hills with nooks and crannies to get lost in

a sidewalk that looked like it ran along the street

for mile upon mile

learning to bicycle on my dear friend's 

ice blue glittery bike while pedaling down its length

a bedroom window that opened to

a tree that hung low_ its big branches saying

hello to me all my days and nights there

secretly opening the window at night

allowing for the dark sweet airs to 

pass through for the silence

of the dead to descend to be inundated

with sweet tree murmurs and gentle breeze

of bougainvillea draped stucco clay walls

plush shag carpeting in dark beige

crawls and finds the tenderness between my toes

turning me on in ways i as yet had no words for

a home, the place i go when the world irritates...

with taurus sun i at times feel 

perhaps i missed something quite vital by not holding on more to home by digesting too quick

in not fighting and continuing to not fight for 

a piece of lively Earth to call "mine" and this particular feeling that-- as i grow older on this constant path of a girl in motion through her world touches me in deeper ways now has me desiring without feeling old fashioned or clingy to find make create form fuse a home__my very own place in the world that is motionless that sits somewhere remote and pristine waits there for me between one time of roaming and the other that always follows 

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the past few years have seen me passing from

one end of north america to the other

and in many parts in between

more memorable was a time i passed

with an old 1960s prehippie crone from canada

i stayed for nearly 2 years at her palacio

in southern mexico

a beautiful remodeled traditional casa

with gigantic columns, tiled roof, many separate

cave like cavernous rooms, flag stone walks

and an idyllic well in the center of the terraced plaza

working on inventory... washing and sunning beautiful 

antique afghani kilims and rugs, sunset loveliness.

behind those double wood doors and my shadow reflected there in the setting rays of the sun, was the library

where i "camped" in a dark and exotic corner of this huge space

i always wind up in lovely surroundings

here my quiet inner world and search punctuated with

light work and handling beautiful rare and engrossing artifacts... was highly supported and embellished

there were old lush carpets under my toes, flagstone tile

mexican ceramics wood carvings from mountain artisans

a large fireplace, books on art textiles 

on native history and folk fashions and crafts

the overgrown + wild wild well__more work on antique rugs

and further on the rest of the complex

gloriously surrounded by verdant green we were 

and absolutely closed off from the citified village-town sprawling outside.  it was such a relief to find myself 

there in such an organic refuge as this 

with the freedom and space to Be

this much needed stop came after months and months 

of making turns as far as the islands of panama

and then back up again to for an ambitious time in taxco

i found myself here from 2012 to summer 2014

when i left mexico altogether to head back to 

my native land of california for another prolonged spell

living here in the artistic and ribald world 

of this kooky old lady in the middle of all sorts

of objects that really touched my Inner realms

reminded me the most of my childhood years

here i was able to see and hear the stories of

a successful business woman

to think and develop ideas of my own

based on my own Soulful aspirations and intents

pondering on how to combine

the two halves of my desires, that of creating

and living from / being supported by 

what comes from my heart + hands...

it was a wonderful time of growth that's for sure

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