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here I am in a little cottage that evokes the energies of my ancestral lands - a cottage on the moors of Cornwall, or on the cliff tops of Ireland or Scotland. It has a hearth. I am a hedge witch {of sorts}. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. I am a gypsy; an eccentric and a mystic [I often live with a foot in two worlds]. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. Star watcher and Moon gazer. story cloth weaver. keeper of family dreams and wishes. good friend and creator of life. herbal tea drinker and potion maker.


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Tuesday, August 22, 2006

a scary thing


and if that photo of me as Annie Lennox was not scary enough - let me tell you I was a big fan of Boy George back in the 80's too. I know he is not going to be everybody's cup of tea but there was something about him, that I loved. His quirkiness, his style & his courage to be him. He was OUT THERE! I had a lime green jacket which I often wore with hot pink pants - gawd, I was out there for sure back then. I like being out there, an individual, an eccentric.
I don't know what happened to me though - oh yes I do - I married someone(previous life of course) who was ultra conservative and I started acting like I thought I should, as an upstanding member of the community - that was a sad time for me, I was being stifled, he suppressed me - no, make that: I LET him suppress me. I know there is nothing wrong with being conservative, it is just not for me. I don't do boring very well at all.
sometimes I am so sure I have multiple personalities - the 'out there' girl breaks out every now and then - next thing you know I am a jeans and tee gal, then the hippy shows her face & I am in sarongs, headscarves & patchouli oil. and I am thankful that the girl is breaking out more often than not, these days. I feel alive and I feel that I am finally being me.
must be fun to be married to me - you never know who you will wake up with.

posted by Miss Robyn | 8:10 am

10 Comments:

Blogger kansasrose said...

Oh I LOVED Boy George! I liked that song...I'm a Chameleon or something like that...He was one of the great early 80's rockers! I was an Annie Lennox fan too...:)

9:01 am  
Blogger Carole Burant said...

Oh great, now I can't stop singing Karma Chameleon in my mind! lol I also was a fan of his and I remember the first album I bought...Culture Club's Kissing To Be Clever, in 1982. Also loved his Do You Really Want To Hurt Me...ahhhh memories!! Glad you're starting to discover yourself Miss*R...isn't it a very liberating feeling?? xoxo

10:38 am  
Blogger Janet said...

I always liked Boy George, too. I think it's great that he had the courage to be himself. We should all be able to do that. I am also a rather flamboyant person and like wild crazy clothes and make up.

4:13 pm  
Blogger Daisy Lupin said...

Karma karma karma...... well we all know the rest! Yes I certainly admired his uniqueness, he was just slightly past my heyday but I remember my very young son, at that time running around singing it over and over again. Yes I like to break out, every so often, and I am still a floaty scarf, shawl, beads and earrings person, you never get rid of the old hippy, and I wouldn't want to. Love xx

7:24 pm  
Blogger Tea said...

I liked Boy George too. The eighties music was fab.
And then when alternative came along and the syles...ohhhhh....smock tops revised, long flowing skirts, holey jeans, and the guys hair styles....Eddie Veddar of Pearl Jam ........I was in hippy heaven!

tea
xo

10:23 pm  
Blogger Laurie said...

I liked Boy George too, quirky yes but I also loved,loved Cindy Lauper!! Did I spell her name right?!

3:08 am  
Blogger paris parfait said...

I'm so glad you're being who you really are, rather than trying to fulfill someone else's expectations. Because who you are is wonderful and fascinating! And we're privileged to get to know you! xo

7:49 am  
Blogger J C said...

Boy George.....YES! Cindy Lauper....YES! Have you seen her lately? She still has that New Joisy drawl. Sigh.....the 80's. Disco.....ok ok I'll stop now. Thanks for the memories. :)

8:34 am  
Blogger Lisa Oceandreamer Swifka said...

oh how I can relate....I am a real mixed bag myself...luckily my husband isn't conservative! You must embrace all that is in you, whatever girl you are on a given day....let her shine!

5:39 am  
Blogger Rosa said...

Good for you for being yourself. I couldn't stand having someone styfling me! The hub was conservative when we met and I was the wild child. We have both met somewhere in the middle which is very comforting.

10:47 am  

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