Author Archives: Gracie Johnson

About Gracie Johnson

wordsmith, songstress

Manifesting Magic on the Plane of Pure Potential

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First of all, may I start this by saying a tremendous thank you to everyone who has shown their support for my Busted in Bangkok record. Inevitably, it has also had its detractors, you can’t please ’em all, but the … Continue reading

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To Thine Own Self Be True

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I will admit it; I have done some crazy things for love. Some of these things have been for my current love at that moment. Others have been part of the journey along the way in my quest for true … Continue reading

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Capturing Those Elusive Butterflies of Happiness

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As I write this, I am laying in the sun, wearing a white bikini, feeling a perfect breeze through the trees, in a beautiful park by a river, after a morning of yoga and meditation, having just eaten a Salad … Continue reading

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You Will Be Recognised by the Fruits You Bear

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Me, bearing some witty mind fruit to some of my friends at Japanese St Valentine’s Battle Royale Midnight Steakout The ground is thawing, the birds are singing in the morning sunlight and there are buds on the trees; this can … Continue reading

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Ha! Hold My Brain; Be Still My Beating Heart.

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‘Ha! Hold My Brain; Be Still My Beating Heart.’ – (William Mountfort’s Zelmane, 1705) My life has been filled with love. I have been fortunate enough to have already had three major loves, and a generous handful of loves who, … Continue reading

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Home is Where the Heart is Hung

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Florida, Florida, Florida (shakes head): land of palm trees and strip malls and oranges outside abandoned homes with bank foreclosure signs and southern fried chicken and pick-up trucks with gun racks flying confederate flags outside strip malls and old people … Continue reading

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To Baby Or Not To Baby…

When I was a child, my mother once told me, that when she was young, she dreamt only of getting married, having children, and devoting herself to her family. I can recall thinking, even at that time, that the life … Continue reading

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That Long and Winding Road

It may have happened because I put the pillow in the middle of the floor to meditate and never got around to it, yet still managed to trip over it every time I walked through the sitting room. It may … Continue reading

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Happy, Happy Birthday Baby

Oh, birthday birthday. Day of sweet joy and bliss and friends and, and, and self-doubt and confusion. This day, not unlike the turn of every year, gives us a chance to pause for a moment of personal reflection to assess … Continue reading

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Why, I do despair!

Fact: we have long lived in a world where the player is king (has anyone ever heard of Bill Shakespeare?). In this world, a land ever-increasingly populated by screens made for watching, the majority of its inhabitants have, until recently, … Continue reading

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