The Sedentary Gypsy

She was a gypsy! Ready to leave all behind, and start anew anytime! Ready to move and forsake her unceremonious life…at her proverbial habitat, at any opportunity!

She didn’t belong to any geographical city or town! Her heart allured her to follow it on an endlessly stretching journey! And she often excitedly appeased it and …entrancingly surrendered, to its enchanting whispers! Full of anticipation resembling a child’s wonder. Ready to explore what’s out there! Ready to set off her temporary roots, once more…somewhere new…

The promise of discovery, always tantalizing! Always mysterious! Always begging her to trust it! What would she contrive?! What would she discover ?! What is she going to learn?! And what array of possibilities and adventures are awaiting?!

She often pondered the old proverb “The grass is always greener on the other side”! How critical it is ! How it’s subtly wise, yet full of disdain, mockery and carries a sense of taunting repudiation!

Is she really that foolish? Is she really that naïve to believe that the only reason for her constant traveling, her constant yearning, her passionate thirst for what’s out there, was all due to not understanding the meaning of settling down in one spot, one house, one job, one family, one circle of people?!

No. She neither believes, nor does she have any faith, in that misleading and judgmental verdict!

Her sensitivity to texture, colour or even a tone, compels her to continue searching…But this is just a simple example, of her complexity! She is aware it can get way more complicated than just following a tone, a splash of colour or texture…at times!

She realizes how she’s a sponge, for anything she can see, touch, taste and hear!But also, how she can see new opportunities everywhere she goes!

She’s a wonderful mixture of impulsiveness and practicality. She also thinks of life as full of opportunities that should not be missed for the sake of settling!

And when she finds herself, learning slowly… the art of being ‘idle’! When she watches herself, leisurely succumbing to sedentary life, she gets up, stretches out her lazy unused dormant muscles; then she dusts herself off and sets on finding a new adventure! Since if she doesn’t! She’s no longer a gypsy! Her bright colours are muted! The reds are all lost hues of beige and muddy browns! And when that happens, if that happens, she might as well call herself….

…..a sad sedentary gypsy!

All confined and forgotten, alone! Weeping over her long lost, and withering….sense of wonder!

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Are you a gypsy?! Or are you happy just settling?!

Author: Kat

I used to work as a graphic designer, until one day I was tragically and blissfully hit by two colliding meteors! One caused my falling in love with the world of coffee! And the other resulted in me falling out of love with the not so wonderful and nearly suffocating office culture! I left the glamour of the design world, and opened up my little café! Those were the best years of my life! I say ‘were’, because (wait! May be another time! But please do ask me if you ‘must’ know and can’t sleep tonight unless I tell you!) For the past three years, I have been living in a pyramid shape house in a middle of a green forest in the summer; a green forest buried underneath lots - I mean LOTS - of snow in the winter. I used to ‘think I still do ;)’ love the city! With its buzzing energy! I love to travel and seeing different food and coffee scenes...preferably alone! visiting ‘quirky and unusual’ places! I do not love visiting museums, hugely commercialized areas, malls and landmarks! I love old and full of heritage ‘anything’! I also love, to sit in a busy coffeeshop ‘reading quietly’ and not talking! Talking exhausts me most of the time! Watching the world unfold.. and thinking ...never does!

9 thoughts on “The Sedentary Gypsy”

  1. I appreciate that very much Gina!

    Glad it made you tap into that sea gypsy deep in ‘you’! That is the best compliment I can receive on this! ♥️🤗


  2. The curse and blessing, of extreme sensitivity, Kat! The spirit always yearns for more, the new, to create, to see what is ‘out there,’ and what is ‘in here.’ Now, whether we let our spirit guide us, or our more logical mind … that is the question!

    Some are quite content to settle. At least I think so. Though, too, the human spirit ever quests, don’t you think? We can see that we see so little, know so little, feel and touch and create these tiny bits of the infinite.

    There is a price to settle, and rewards from it … a price to succumb to our gypsy, playful, child spirit that always is excited and eager to go — and rewards! I think if we are fortunate, our child stays alive and well, in spite of the many attempts to quiet it, silence it, diminish it, dismiss it. Our child CAN continue to laugh through it all … and carry us to places unknown.

    I will likely never settle. My spirit is always unsettled, eager, even when I am content. Excited, curious, playful, laughing … alive. I am glad to be here, who I am. I have little idea what lies ahead; how many of us do, really? I want to keep moving, learning, laughing, becoming, creating, exploring, discovering, being exhilarated, astonished, in awe …

    Your writing expresses the inner battle beautifully and powerfully, Kat. And it’s not just a ‘theoretical’ battle. In ways, perhaps the ways that count most, it is a battle for our soul, a battle for life while we are alive, or succumbing to a kind of slow death while we are alive. Many die in spirit long before their bodies do. May we live, truly, each day … and somehow, laughter is a key to staying alive and young and all the beautiful things of the child. Laughter is one of the secrets … Laughter on demand! lol …

    You have touched on very important things, Kat, and things with many questions worth asking and exploring.


    1. ‘It’s a battle for our soul’ indeed Michael.

      I’m glad you still have the wonder in you! I’m also glad, you are capable of laughter! It’s healthy and refreshing to the soul and others’ souls too.
      ‘Dying in spirit’ really describes the sad truth about our life, if we allow ourselves to just breath, eat and sleep..all while not feeling any real joy.


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