Updated: Jan 12
One summer I lived in a gingerbread house on the edge of a forest. It was cinnamon-colored and surrounded by flowers. It has a little gas stove and a beautiful back deck. The owner of the property had an amazingly magical garden. I truly felt myself to have stumbled onto enchanted lands.
While I was there several interesting things happened. I got clarity about a few things and felt confused about a few things. I restored myself and I fatigued myself. I revisited some old things, and I created some new things, including this poem:
This sweet collection of words arrived fully-formed -- straight from the heart of the Muse. I'd been thinking about how stars may contain souls. I'm not sure ALL souls live in stars, but I had been pondering that idea for quite a while (maybe about 8 or 9 years at that time). It was on my mind again one night, cozy by the fire in the fairytale house, and before I knew it, the poem was on the page.
It was a rather magical and fairy-full setting that ended up inspiring quite a few poems. This led me to create my poetry blog www.diaryofamysticgypsy.com. The first post on that blog was written on the deck of this house.
I used to go for runs amongst the old growth trees just off the back of the property. It was so green and mossy. (The pic below was taken on the trail there.) I'd run through the woods, across the island, all the way down to the water's edge. There was an enormous patch of wild blackberries I found that were perfectly ripe for weeks. I would eat as many as a I could, meditate on a log by the ocean, and jog back.
Here is a photo of me from that time... It was taken on the ferry from Bainbridge Island to Seattle. 2013.
I really love the Pacific Northwest, especially in the summer. I lived in Seattle back in 2005 to do my family medicine internship at Swedish Hospital. I spent nearly every day off in a garden or the forest.
The cat in the photo is my amazing feline muse Kashmir. She died in 2018, but she was with me for 18.5 years, a full nodal cycle in astrology. She brought grace, beauty, and smiles into my life every single day.
She loved the gingerbread summer ... and maybe now she's a star.
- Kayse B ⭐️