What is a Boho Hippy Home?

Example of a photo that represents the boho hippy home aesthetic

What I mean by a Boho Hippy Home is, when I turned 14, hippy culture was making a comeback. There was a headshop in my town, Thread Heads, that sold mostly hippy wears. Think bright T-shirts saturated with color, hacky-sacks, incense, beaded necklaces and the like. Mexicali Blues, a hippy shop in Maine, is pretty similar to what I remember Thread Heads looking like. This was also where I felt most comfortable, most at home and a sense of belonging.

It was the saturated colors and positive messages that made me feel peace and at ease. I’m also a Phish and Grateful Dead fan (maybe the only one who doesn’t smoke pot:) and the elements of their gypsy lifestyle are in line with the comfort I feel being steeped in the colors, style and music.

And Boho because the hippy lifestyle reminds me of Rumi and the Sufi Poets/Mystics who have been role models to me. They were a gypsy culture, who traveled in caravans during the early 13th century around the Middle East. Later, gypsies became known as bohemians, and artists, folk who lived unconventional lifestyles. Which then morphed into the Hippy culture of the 60’s. With Deadheads traveling in modern day caravans, only trading their mules and wagons for VW Busses and tents.

In the following pages I’ll be sharing my projects, goals, and the resources I find along the way while I turn my living space into a boho hippy home, a haven : ) Because as Rumi said, “what you seek is seeking you”, and I’m seeking a Boho, Hippy home : ) Peace & thanks for reading ( : 🏔️🌙🌧️🕯️

I was diagnosed with epilepsy in my 40s. This was a blow to not only my ego, but also just about every other aspect of my life. I couldn’t drive so I couldn’t see my friends, and it limited my ability to find a career that suited my talents. But luckily I live in a city that has a world class transportation system and medical care, not to mention education. Massachusetts is the greatest. My condition also made me realize what I truly wanted. A warm and loving home.

Because the home I grew up in was a desolate, violent and unpredictable place. I spent much of my time wandering around my house, completely alone, save for the episodes of The Simpsons that were on four or five times a day. To say I was raised by Marge and Homer Simpson is not that far from the truth.

As I grew, I emulated the life styles of my attachment figures. I did this to feel belonging, but I strayed pretty far from who I am and who I wanted to be. What I most desired was to have a warm and loving home. A place that was safe, warm, and filled with kindness and caring and an open door policy for friends and family. Sanctuary. But also a place that reflects my personality. So that’s what I’ve decided to do. Be the change by create that home I longed for in my youth (thanks Madelene:) A boho hippy home.