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Hippie Time

My two nieces know me so well and brought me an oversized postcard as a gift (see image above). It brought a huge smile to my face, after hearing their explanation, thinking that it was perfect for me. Mind you that Emily is 9 and Leni 12 years of age. I think they know me better then most adults ♥️. I never really talked about any of it, not my boho roots, or my dream of living in a converted school bus some day, but something must be obvious. I’m a dead give away.

It was kind of fun to see myself through their perspective and their vision. The minds of our younger generations are so much further ahead, way further then we ever were, it’s mind boggling. So what was it, where did they get this perception of Auntie from. Perhaps I will find out tonight spending some quality time with these lovelies. They sure hold a piece of my heart and are special, mist important, little people to me.


Who am I, and why I write. I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I am the one, holding on to the silver lining when the skies are gray. I’m a believer that nothing is coincidence, but that everything has purpose. I’ve made my mistakes, don’t we all, but I see them as growing pains and they are a part of who I am today. I have lost myself in order to find myself, and I still do from time to time, but in a good way. I’m a big child who laughs until my belly hurts when life wants to be serious. Career wise: I’ve been there, done that, and I took “The jump” off the hamster wheel in an effort to change my future. I didn’t land all that soft, but I can say that I’m still proud to have found the courage to do it. Coming full circle, I had it all, and yet I was lonely and had nothing. Today I choose to be a collector of moments and I chase memories, instead of the material stuff. Less is more, and the motto is quality over quantity. You’d be amazed at how freeing it can be. I see myself as a free spirit that believes in an unconventional lifestyle. Somehow I go against the grain most of the times, not to rebel, but because it feels right to stay true to my unique and authentic self. It takes courage, and you often stand alone, but if you dare, you soon realize that it is the only way if you don’t want to lose who you are. Just like most, my past wasn’t easy and I come from a life that didn’t always give me the opportunity to be heard. Few related and even fewer cared to take the time. But that’s the past and it’s history, the future hasn’t happened and the “NOW” is truly all we ever have. In the end we all have a story to tell, and we all seek to be understood. We all yearn to be heard and accepted and still life is hard and our path is full of stumbling blocks. If we can see the lessons in adversity we may realize that the toughest moments are often our greatest teachers. There is a reason for the saying that the stars can’t shine without darkness, and it might be darkness that will show you the light.
It took a series of (un)fortunate events, to learn to glow through the pain, to learn how to dance in the rain. I believe in Magic and wonder, and the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. As an empath this old soul often feels a little too much, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Today, I am here to tell my story because I believe that it can help others. It is my hope to bring inspiration and strengths to you, while showing you that it can be done. I know you are out there, and I know you are suffering in silence. I am here to tell you that you are not alone, and your voice is being heard loud and clear. Hang on and be strong, transformation is yours. 
In light and love....Rhapsody Bohème 💙🦋

15 thoughts on “Hippie Time

  1. Yes, I reckon this next generation (which includes my beloved son ’18’) are just miles ahead of us oldies in terms of their evolution and emotional intelligence- the ones that aren’t hooked to their screens anyway. Enjoy those young ones 🙂

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    1. No kidding, isn’t it something? The screen part and being hooked to it is the deciding factor I think. One of the things I sadly witnessed in the past that it causes a break in communication and interaction. It almost removes the human element if not careful to balance this.

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  2. Very sweet. Dreams of living on the Further bus! this gen is crazy. I’m only 34 and I see what my 17 yr old brother is growing up in and it stresses me out. Fuels my fantasy of a simpler time. Will we be able to live on a converted bus one day or will the laws forbid it. Who will be the next Neil Cassidy? lol

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    1. Hi Fairy Sister. Thank you so much and thank you for the follow. We would have stayed connected either way and I would love some fairy follow ups when WiFi and life is less challenging. Haha. I hope you are well and life is continuing to bless you. Xoxoxo 💙🦋


    1. It was a thoughtful gift considering how much thought is put in from two special people still children and are just learning about that. I don’t think it was coincidence or just a thoughtful gift. There is a connection, to both but especially to Leni. Leni is a lot like me and I know that at some point in her life she will break out and surprise all. I feel already that I will have a big role in Lenis life and a deeper connection then the one we already share. Her light is already shining bright my sister. Hugs

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  3. Oh yes, very you, Rhapsody. I love the sound of your converted school bus, I would love even more to join you, perhaps we could make a convoy. Have a wonderful evening with your two lovely nieces. xxx

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    1. It was actually yesterday already and that’s why I got back late to you with my email. My posts always seem to be behind a day as I never know about the WiFi issues. We had a great time and made it into an origami bunny night. 😉


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