Ever since I was a young girl, I've always had a bit of gypsy dwelling deep inside me.
It's funny how we forget sometimes who we really are when tackling life's ups and downs each and every day.....paying bills, moving from here to there, sorrows from dear ones we've lost, and other hardships. Thank you, Jess, for reminding me that I have a heart of a gypsy, someone that is uncomplicated, a heart that soars free.
"A gypsy soul isn't lost and looking. A gypsy soul is one who loves movement and finding the pulse in nature and flight as a metaphor. One who thinks everything is music. One who knows and holds an inward and therefore outwardly contagious kind of freedom."
I'll keep these pictures forever, Jess.