GypsyChronicles

Still sitting on my lap, my little soul mate suddenly looked at the door with a very surprised face, as if he could have heard or sensed something that he didn't expect! Could my upcoming little Shaman be demonstrating another one of his many 'special gifts', although he still couldn't remember from where they originated? With an enthusiastic sounding deep baritone voice, he exclaimed: "Here comes John!" Quickly, he freed himself from my arms, slid down onto the floor, and raced to our front d

Whilst waiting for my boy to bless our 'ceramic god', I found out that I also had started to enjoy his 'pleasant company' more and more! Never before had my 'inner child' experienced so much fun while romping with another child, not even with my own daughters. I really hoped that 'See Pee Es' would allow me to keep him forever! I would also try to do everything that I could to help my so badly burnt little soul mate feeling even happier. Was this what Jack had meant when he told me during my ind

After washing myself with cold water, I took the only kitchen towel I had been able to find so far, and dried my shivering body. Then, I trotted upstairs, planning to take a quick look at my hopefully peacefully sleeping little soul mate, before I dived into my own bed... OOPS! Suddenly, I realized that I was completely naked! Suppose my boy woke up and saw me like this, standing next to his bed? Wouldn't he feel severely shocked and perhaps even start screaming if he saw me clad only in my 'bir

Trying to take revenge on my boy who had teased me with being absent-minded, I just grabbed his waist and tossed him onto my bed... For a split second, he seemed to feel disorientated, while his bright blue eyes pierced deeply into mine as if looking for any signs of anger. Then, he felt the wobbling waterbed! Quickly, he clambered upright and started to bounce up and down with all of his might. Throwing himself at the wobbles, his deep baritone voice shouted: "Yippee, you have a WATER bed!" S

Indeed; but I changed the site name from 'Gypsy Series' into 'Gypsy Chronicles', and I am also in a process of rewriting to make all my Gypsy stories even better. Hope you will start loving them even more...Aad AnderS and his 'adopted son' little Harry.

Involuntarily feeling a bit shaky, I left Trudy, entered the hallway, and climbed the stairs to the second floor where John's bedroom was. Feeling like an intruder, I opened the second door to the left and then peeked inside... First, I saw John, peacefully sleeping in the nearest bed with his head just above the blankets. Where was my little soul mate, and why didn't he sleep next to John? John once told me that his little brother always crawled into his bed at night, because he used to sleep n

Walking together, we went to John's abode that turned out to be only five houses away. On our way, John unexpectedly took my hand, almost as if he was already used to doing this. While pointing to the fourth house in the row that we passed, he explained: "This is where Thomas and Chrissy are living. During daylight, Harry always walks to their house and towards Jack's former house through our backyards, to hide his face from any strangers that might see his burns and possibly feel shocked, shoo

The sun was setting and the outside air started to get chilly, so that I decided to leave my porch and go inside. In my living room, I slumped down on my couch and closed my eyes, whilst forcing myself to contemplate on who I really was. Sixty-five years of wasted life, never really listening to my wife or to my two daughters, always doing what I assumed they wished, but never asking them. My little brother didn't seem to need me, until he became dependent on me. My parents were too busy to list

Involuntarily feeling a deep reverence, I tried to 'read' my boy's aura, in which I sensed a Very Old Soul and Wise Cosmic Master who temporarily lived in this tiny body until he had grown up enough to start fulfilling his Important Task on Earth, working together with ME! Again, I remembered my old Indian Shaman. According to him, my soul possessed many 'Cosmic Abilities', but I would be able to use my Powers only after I first met several former friends from my past lives. Had I really once be

By using my Shaman abilities, I sensed how the more and more angry looking 'boss-officer' started to feel more nervous and unsure. Hilariously, the stupid gadjo man also tried to stare Michail down! Well, he would be the first one ever, because that was absolutely impossible. Nobody in our entire Gypsy camp had EVER won any staring contest with our extremely competent Vice Leader. Of course, Michail didn't waver or flinch, but only stared back at the suddenly very unsure looking boss-officer. S

Pretending to look under one of our caravans, I squatted down, closed my eyes, and used my breath to bring myself into a Cosmic Mage trance. Next, I started to 'feel' or 'sense' around, by extending my aura field whilst concentrating on the energy of a four-year-old little boy that seemed to be nicknamed 'little Dimi'... Almost immediately, I sensed a joyful little aura that touched my own energy field whilst trying to blur my visual mind so that I didn't see him! There he was, having lots of f

That night, I couldn't sleep but only thrashed around and around in my bed. All the time, I thought about tomorrow morning, when our older minors would visit such an interesting gadjo town to beg there for food or money, and only I and a few other too young kids had to stay in our camp, to accompany our little infants and toddlers. Why was life this harsh to an already extremely mature and way too clever Crown Prince that unfortunately was still less than seven years old? At long last, I fell as

This year, another cold and hungry winter showed up extremely early, as a few experienced Real Trappers had predicted in advance. Clearly, they had been right on the dot, as usual. Within a few days, the already freezing mountain wind turned out to be too chilly to go outside clad in only summer shorts. From now on, we had to wear our much heavier but also warmer winter garments whenever we left our caravans, at least during the chilly mornings and too cold evenings. To us kids, this felt like a

For quite some time, I just went on sneaking after Misha; although, from now on, I also tried to scrutinize all his movements even more, whilst trying to understand what he was doing and why exactly he did what he was doing. Now and then, Misha suddenly slowed down and seemingly 'sensed' or 'felt around' in front of his feet, just before he reached a treacherously hidden pothole or a nearly invisible crack. After 'scanning' the ground in front of his feet for a second, he just went on and jumped

First, I waited, until both Misha and Jonno had disappeared into some dense shrubbery, and even their soft whispers were fading away. Then, I started to follow their easy human trails, by looking for their faint footsteps in the forest litter and any other telltale signs. Way too soon, I reached their backs and stopped. Patiently, I waited, until they disappeared again and their whispers had faded away. Only, this time, I decided to try walking parallel to their too easy trails, to make my quest