There’s a saying when something happens unexpectedly and your world turns upside down: ‘When one door closes, a window opens.’
It’s been true in my life. I never know exactly how things are going to turn out, however, my heart lets me know.
Within my heart rests the One who knows all.
My choice is to make time to be still, listen, and follow the Whisperer of Love and Guidance. ~ Anita Adams 8/2019
that place in-between
not knowing where you’re headed
and what will be
a place where only Faith can lead
a time for prayer and meditation
served with a glass of mint tea, sunshine and gurgling water
company visits in the form of an occasional hummingbird, butterfly or dove
Transition calls for Faith in the unknown and unseen
for the window to open
space for fresh air and breath
Time to let go and Believe where one will be led will be safe and free
~ Anita Adams 7/31/2019
Exposed, vulnerable, scars are deep – some go unseen – just look in the eyes of another – the terror and torture of mind and body no longer hidden – beckons for love and light
Slowly she heals, one scar at a time with rhythm and rhyme
clock tick tocks- life marches on in the dark – glints of reason, art and season percolate in mind and heart
paper and pen flow within formulating words of comfort and glim
time is of the essence or so it seems until the pendulum swings back to start
healing takes time – be gentle they say – the ones who’ve trodden this road before – the ones whose hearts move like the sea gliding over the sandy shore –
healing takes time and this time is reminiscent of a time long ago, a time that only the soul knows ~ Anita Adams 6/8/2019
It’s okay to be angry !
Write about It.
Let It out.
Don’t bottle It up.
It doesn’t like It.
Treat It like a tea kettle.
Monitor Its heat.
Allow the steam to come out slowly until the heat becomes a hiss and a hiss a whistle, then a quiet hiss.
Let it go.
Sometimes It simmers.
Don’t stuff It with a sock, or beat It up with a rock.
Make friends with the angry one – the It.
Afterall, the angry one was once the kind one and the kind one was once the angry one. You see, they are one in the same. They were both an It.
Make peace with both.
Afterall, they’re both human.
It’s okay to be angry as long as peaceful resolutions evolve.
Let It go like the tea kettle – nice and slow.
Let It all go before the head falls to the pillow, before the feet touch the floor.
Let It go!
© Anita Adams 2019
a day to remember the precious ground upon which our feet trod and the grass or sand that covers it
a day to get hands dirty, pulling weeds, trimming trees, listening to the water as it tumbles into the stream
find a place of stillness and go within, a face in the sun, a face in the wind
say thank you and plant another tree, flower, bush, or seed
enjoy your earth, your garden, your tree
The prompt was to re-write an obituary
Ethel Marie Shamoon Henry, married and Catholic, daughter of two and Situ to one, died age 89 of complications while agonizing over the last pages of her memoir. She couldn’t remember the details upon which she left her home at age 16, mentally or 17, physically? She never understood her life not turning out the way she dreamed – college educated, managing her own business, traveling the globe. Ethel was tired.
She was tired of this story. Tired of her life without the education she longed for and the places she wanted to live and traveled after she’d raised her own children, she was just tired!
Her REAL exhaustion came when she decided to prepare her own obituary and thought to herself – dang woman – haven’t you had enough? When will you begin living the life you wanted? Dreamed of? Longed for? Or, have you been all along, but just hadn’t noticed it in full? Give it up! Turn it over! Live this day the way you want – with whom you want – say what you mean – but, DON’T say it mean! Life is short! Remember, your last sunset. Your last words to those closest to you. The last color you saw. The last bird you heard. The last smile you smiled, The last laugh you laughed. The last prayer you uttered. Remember, smile, laugh and move on.
Move on to TODAY! Are you ready? She opened her eyes while lying peacefully in a down covered hammock next to her pond and waterfall oasis, gazed up at the clouds and said – Yes! It’s been a good life! A Full life! I have loved. I have been loved. I’ve colored, created art and captured. I’ve said what I wanted to say, traveled much, walked and hiked often. And I married a man who loved me until my dying breath. I’m ready.
Just then, her eyes closed again, and this time, she had a soft, childlike smile upon her face, the sun was setting in the west with a rainbow of colors like the one she’d seen so many years ago upon Max Patch. As she exhaled her last breath. Finally, Ethel was at peace and rest. – Amen.
Services will be held in the local Catholic Church with On Eagle’s Wings playing as she is escorted to the grave site of her beloved sister, Roxane. All are welcomed to visit now and again. Bring your favorite heart rock and share one with another. Dark chocolate and coffee to be served.
Anita Adams 4/15/19
