Wednesday, January 3, 2007

In a gypsy state of mind.

Everyone has experienced the phenomenon of recurrence.
Someone mentions a person you haven't seen in years, and suddenly they're popping up in conversations everywhere. Possibly you even run into them.
You learn a new word, and you're now finding it in every book, magazine, and on cereal boxes in the grocery aisle.
The "speak of the Devil" effect, as it were.

Those who know me well have seen my struggle with wanderlust - the burning passion to drop everything, pack up a few belongings, and simply disappear. Travel. See the world. Meet new people, taste new foods, taste new people... errr... hear new music, see new sights.
A pagan friend of mine recently told me I had some gypsy in me. And that I was destined for "gypsy magick."
I ventured into a "Balkan Jam" at First Night and heard Slavic/Serbian/Macedonian folk music. Romani music.
I recently found a set of very old keys, which in gypsy lore is incredibly good luck. I also found my wolf's-head ring and an amber ring, which I had forgotten I owned.
The urge to become a blacksmith has been tugging even stronger at me than usual, and I learned yesterday that smithing was a traditional Rom trade.

Now I want a Winnebago - the modern version of the caravan - and to throw a propane forge in the back, with a leather apron, wooden bucket, tongs, hammer, anvil... to learn Django's gypsy jazz... to learn the Romany tongue... to wander, to wonder, to create and breathe simply.

Ah, to breathe simply. Without the grid, without the pressure, without finances or 9-5 or taxes or Social Security numbers. Without oppressive winds of normality. Within the world and without it.

I want out.


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11 comments:

Anonymous said...

"If we discover a desire within us that nothing in this world can satisfy, also we should begin to wonder if perhaps we were created for another world. - C. S. Lewis, Mere Christianity"

The Kansas City Hoovers said...

I think that even that would become boring in the day to day. But if you choose to go that way make sure that your journey brings you out this way :)

Anonymous said...

"Wasza walka jest jak wielki ludowy, jest ten sam jak kopalnia." Yet, I'm idealistic enough to believe I can somehow harness those "oppressive winds" and fly.

And what grocery store carries gypsy cereal? Sounds delicious.

Anonymous said...

actually - I find it interesting that you used to blow off the "dime store prophets" but will take the word of a pagan friend about a dream ... to me it is the same thing ...

Anonymous said...

ah, the trials and tribulations of the employed. you're all grown up now. sorry, bro, had to jab. and i think it has more to do with a confirmation of what he was already feeling, and not based on her word, paul. and damn you jarad, just when i was starting to get comfortable here. where was the fucking winnebago in september? and have you considered the warm weather spell as a possible catalyst to your revived wanderlust? the inevitability of winter stagnation caging you in?

Anonymous said...

yeah - i know ... that wasn't my point.

but true this ... sometimes someone says something that blows on the spark that lies within us ... and it don't matter who they are ... but yet what the result of what they did.

Anonymous said...

Being that I am the Pagan friend I am not here to debate. Paul, it is not about "dime store prophets", its about what is deep inside. Master of disaster is right, it is already in Jarad...I was there to bring it out. It is a matter of being in the right place at the right time, nothing more. I don't take offense to what you said, or what you will say Paul, I don't know you, you don't know me...which is just as well...all I can say is Blessed Be, and maybe someday we will ALL find our way...

Anonymous said...

pieces of truth come from many sources - our challenge is to hear the common voice and heed it's good intent for our lives.....a wanderer can know peace when he fully embraces himself regardless of where he is

Anonymous said...

Understood by all ... btw I used to be pagan too ... Wiccan rooted ... so don't take my statement to be prejudice. Anyone that "knows" jarad would know that was in his heart. He has always wanted to be the pioneer, priate, and or gypsie.

Reading a person is more than religion and or prophetic.

And honestly - it really doesn't matter what I say. Jarad has done and will continue to do what he wants to do.

But being my brother-in-law ... and being the fact that once upon a time he said to me "I wish someone would have tried harder to keep me accountable" I will continue to be his brother and will only cease to challenge him when he says stop.

Anonymous said...

Go wander and when I graduate in May I'll come meet up with you.
~E

Anonymous said...

Come on now boy! Update this thing!!!! Are you out there a wandering?