Gypsies, Tramps and thieves
Living in different countries has taught me a great deal about acceptance. Stepping out of the comfort zone and surroundings I grew up in.
Leaving behind a wealth in a support network has challenged me beyond any words can describe. I have a understanding for immigrants, refugees and groups of people not always accepted in their current place of residence.
I moved away from knowing doctors, lawyers, professors, accountants, entrepreneurs and learnt about gypsies, tramps and thieves.
Funny how it was the Gypsies, tramps and thieves who gave me the courage to be who I am. The honest directness and acceptance for who I am. The hard lessons with simultaneous respect.
My first encounter 10 years ago started with the "knowing" in an instance of eye contact. I became friends with someone who everyone would avoid for they saw her as a "tramp". We became friends. The only person who has every seen me completely broken and completely whole.
The point where I cried so much that I was unable to breathe. She understood that place. She has been living in it for most of her life.
A few years later a Gypsy appeared with a bunch of heather. I came to understand the power of the worlds healers. Gypsy healers are not highly valued in their clans except for their ability to earn from their readings etc. My former self was quite skeptical, but my curious side thought otherwise.
When she looked at me one day and told me things I have never shared with anyone, I understood a different side to the unseen. Logic has become less important to me.
Thieves. The hardest lessons learnt was in this department. Wait for the book! :-)
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