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    I'm Georgia, some people call me Gypsy. I'm an author, a photographer, a mama, a lover, and a dreamer. This site is a work in progress. Feel free to look around :) If you have questions feel free to contact me via my contact page. <3

Walking Through Storms

Walk into the storm with your eyes open and your heart exposed. The rain will bite and sting, but it

When I wrote Raincheck I was coming out of a really heavy, dark time.  There had been a number of deaths in our family in the months before and I found I really just wanted to do something light.  I abandoned the project I had been working on in favor of a story that was pure fluff.  And it worked.  Now, the book may not be the most amazing thing to ever hit your kindle, but it was exactly what I needed to be doing at that time.

Now, I find myself in another situation where I’m finding it difficult to devote my time and energy to a writing project that is heavy.  The last two years since Raincheck released have been a mixture of beauty and pain.  So many wonderful things have happened, but there was also a period of time in there that was just hard.  Despite all the gifts that that time brought into my life (so many beautiful things over the last year) there are things that cause my breath to catch and my stomach to clench and I sometimes have to take a moment to tell myself that it is ok if everything isn’t as I imagined it might be.

I’ve rewritten the first 10k words of this manuscript more times than I can actually remember at this point, and I am happy with where it is now, but I am apprehensive about where it is taking me.  This book is hard.  I have been tempted to remove the difficult parts and turn it into something different, but I’m not going to.  I’m just going to keep walking through it, until it clears.  Just like I do with life.  <3

In Her Skin: Holy Grief Sessions #1

I’ve decided to join up with a powerful group of women to explore the concept of grief, and how it resides in our body.  There will be 7 days of posts.  Maybe some will make it onto the blog.

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It’s there. Hiding in the bone cage of sternum and ribs. In the cracked open space of heart. Each beat a reminder of something so stunning in its beauty and devastation that I sometimes forget to breathe. It becomes a chore to force the air into my lungs, a gasping breath of surrender and release and something unnameable that feels like longing.

Grief is the thing that burns your eyes until they run dry, because you’ve already cried an ocean. It’s a wild tide that drags you into the depths only to return you to shore, beating you down with relentless abandon into the ever shifting sand. #inherskin #holygrief

The Holy Contradiction Project: Super Blood Moon Lunar Eclipse Edition ~ Shadow and Illumination

There were words to go along with these images, but I burned them up and sent their ashes into the sky.

  
  

 We didn’t have time for our regular big photo session this time around, but didn’t want to let this moon pass without doing something.  So we each took our own photos with our cell phones this time.

To see Jessamyn’s take on this session please visit her HERE.

**The Holy Contradiction Project is an ongoing art project/writing exercise between myself and my good friend Jessamyn.  Together we choose two contrasting words and create photo sessions around them, then write about those words in our life.  To learn more about The Holy Contradiction Project, please read our original posts HERE.

Creation and Destruction~ The Holy Contradiction Project~ Part Two

 

Destruction…

I lost myself once in a Starbucks parking lot.  I allowed the walls I had built up around myself to crumble to dust, to unceremoniously fall to the ground leaving nothing but broken concrete and glittering glass.  It was the unfortunate culmination of weeks and weeks of confusion and sadness.  I stood there, defeated.  Shoulders slumped, tears flowing freely.  Held up by a friend who provided grace and a soft place to land.

Like so many things in life there was no good explanation for “why is this happening”, it simply was.  Like so many things it was completely and wholly out of my control, and the harder I held on the worse it got.  I had done my best.  For months.  Each decision carefully weighed.  I had given my very blood, and in the end it was returned to me in the form of silence.  A closed door.

I was sick.  Literally.  The stress of it ate away at the lining of my stomach, gnawing and tearing until it finally gave me an ulcer.  I was upset, and bewildered.  I felt deceived.  My days were spent obsessing over what could have possibly gone wrong.  In many ways, I was destroyed.

But that night, when I finally stopped trying to hold everything together, and I finally let myself come apart I realized that I wasn’t helpless in it.  Without the walls blocking my vision, I could see options.  When the ceiling fell in, there was suddenly fresh air.  And as I leaned into my friend, allowing her to hold me up, I knew that I wasn’t alone.

I can let the situation destroy me, or I can destroy the notion that I’m not good enough.  That I’ve somehow done something wrong… And I can rise up in love. 

There is no creation without destruction.  I cannot rebuild myself until I have dismantled myself brick by brick.  There is no joy without pain.  All of it is a holy contradiction and I will dive in deep to experience all of it.  Because that is what it means to be truly alive.

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*To read part one, please see my last post HERE.  To read Jessamyn’s take on this session please visit her HERE.

**The Holy Contradiction Project is an ongoing art project/writing exercise between myself and my good friend Jessamyn.  Together we choose two contrasting words and create photo sessions around them, then write about those words in our life.  To learn more about The Holy Contradiction Project, please read our original posts HERE.

September 10, 2015 - 10:44 pm

Susan Dixon - Nice… hope that ulcer goes away forever…. !

Creation and Destruction~ The Holy Contradiction Project: Part One

 

Creation

I wasn’t always who I am today.  I’ve remade myself.  Walked myself through fire and coal, dragged myself from ash and soot.  There were some years where I was so lost I couldn’t see my way through and I had to blindly navigate the dark waters.

But I did it.  And I’m here on the other side.  Reborn.

Sometimes creation and destruction are so intricately intwined it is hard to see where one begins and the other ends.  At least when you’re right down in the thick of it; when you are dismantling yourself brick by brick, and burning down all the walls, it is difficult to know whether you are actually making way for yourself to rise from the ash, or if you’re just leaving a path of ruin in your wake.   Eventually though, the two become more distant and you can see each for what it is.  Eventually you crawl into the waters, wash off the soot and ash and dust, and when you come out you see the world with new eyes.  And you’re grateful to have lost your old skin to the flames; being reborn soft, and pink, and new.

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We decided to try something a little different this go around.  This installment required two different locations, which meant we needed to do two different sessions.  We are looking forward to sharing Part Two: Destruction with you soon.

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To learn more about The Holy Contradiction project, please read our original posts here and here.  You can also view our first sessions here.

Each shot in this post was a collaboration, images of me were taken by Jessamyn, while images of her were taken by me and I did the edits you see here.  To see Jessamyn’s interpretation of our session please visit her here.

September 9, 2015 - 11:18 pm

Creation and Destruction~ The Holy Contradiction Project~ Part Two » gypsyrae.com - […] read part one, please see my last post HERE.  To read Jessamyn’s take on this session please visit her […]