Monday, September 19, 2005

Episode 7 The Gypsy Camp

The visit to White Owl Island with my guide Sophia had turned into a meditative time rather than one with any inherent sense of adventure. On return, Sophia dropped me in a shaded grassy patch at Dumwash within sight of the Gypsy Camp which was starting to stir.
"Time to catch up with the revellers" she said. " Look for Lois and Gail, they will make you welcome." And so she left me again.

At last I was ready both physically, and in spirit, I had indeed done the "hard yards", and turned towards the Gypsy Camp. Thus it was that I came to sit with Gail and Tinker alongside her waggon, as she boiled the billy for me..(and indeed there was a hint of gumleaves in the air again.) I listened to her many adventures on the road to Dumwash and the wisdom she had gained on the journey. We were joined by Lois and she too spoke of the courage tempered with understanding which had led her this far. She had survived the pitfalls and unknown terrors along the way. What struck me with both was their sense of joy and eagerness for the adventure and serependity of each tomorrow.

Soon we were chatting like soulmates, and I knew I had so often found through life....the beauty and the gift that is the friendship of fellow travellers. In their presence I had found the essence of friendship....finding someone less scared than you are to share the journey!

Friends walk part of the path with you,
Pitch your tent and see you through.
Laugh when your days are sunny and long,
Cry when all your dreams go wrong.
Hope for your future. Bring you flowers.
Sit by your side through the long dark hours.
Give you a hoist when the goings tough,
Boil the billy when you've had enough!


At 7:11 AM, Blogger faucon of Sakin'el said...

Aye, there is something about
a quiet fire and simple forest meal, that makes strangers quick
friends, and all ...

the Gusari always has a bubbling pot of stew to accompany his listening ...

coming soon to the Glade

At 4:29 PM, Blogger le Enchanteur said...

If you are enjoying the Gypsy camp you will also love the Gusari encampment. While you are here make sure to meet the Gypsy Chief and have a Tarot reading - or perhaps a tea leaf reading.

At 11:29 PM, Blogger Gail Kavanagh said...

Welcome to our corner of Lemuria, Chameleon. As Le Enchanteur said, you can have a tarot reading with one of the many readers here. Just wander around for a while and you will be chosen by one of them for a reading. At night, when the music starts and the gypsies put down the barn doors for a bit of a hooley, be sure to have a dance with the gypsy chief. He loves to welcome newcomers personally, and he is a nifty dancer.
If you have any tales or songs to share, the gypsies are a willing audience.

At 11:32 PM, Blogger Gail Kavanagh said...

Ah, there's nothing like a billy of tea with good friends. So glad you could join us - as Faucon said, the simplicity and camaraderie of the camp breaks down all barriers.
Tinker loves company and is always nudging me to leave our lonely camp spots and go out and meet people.

At 1:07 AM, Blogger Imogen Crest said...

This post really sings. Enjoy it all and have a great time.

At 9:34 PM, Blogger Lois said...

When one has friends Chamelon
The world becomes your oyster.
The billy boils 24 hours a day
When a true friendship is yours.
It can be shared through letters
through the internet,over a cup of tea.
By holding an arm as one walks a path that has ups and downs.
Even talking to donkeys,ravens,owls and Gorgons is good medicine
It releases the trials and tribulations of life and then you can answer your own questions and know that you are right...
Chamelon there is much to learn on these travles with Enchanteur and her many wise handmaidens & Followers (She may not like this word) so watch out.
Many dreams to share,many laughs to relate to,many a tale told, many an imagination inspired,many a pain eased,fears lightened
What more could we need ?

Love - Lois-(Muse of the Sea)

At 6:09 PM, Blogger Chameleon said...

Thanks for your welcome...think I'll stay awhile...


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