The Next Chapter

Retirement. ? Sounds lovely, but is it really?

What’s happened to me can really be described like the rogue sock tumbling in the dryer attaching itself to odd things in order to get lost or ONE DAY be FOUND.

I began with thoughts of lots of time for CREATIVITY – Writing, Walking, Photography, Clearing the Clutter from my home, drawers, closets, GARAGE! – Some of this has happened! SOME of this has remained the same or increased with the unwanted ten pounds I gained! Shingles, Cortisol, Grief, Stress, other responsibilities became more demanding. Losing my Mom last July 4th.

Like the sock tumbling in the dryer aimlessly, yet longing to attach itself to something, I am attempting to become comfortable with being uncomfortable and not knowing the direction in which to be at peace and find my NEW purpose.

If anyone reading this would like to share their personal NEXT CHAPTER story, I would welcome how you arrived where you are in one piece with happiness and joy, instead of longing and aimless.

Like the Sock in a Dryer

I stumble out of bed

Go to my Yoga Room

Sometimes to write and pray first

Other times, to move my body

and strengthen my muscles

in an attempt to grow stronger and leaner

My pleas for help from God, I believe are heard

for some reason, unknown to me at this moment

the sock is stuck in my ear and I cannot hear the guidance

Peace to you and yours,

7/25/26 ~ Anita Adams

Missing Sock Mate – Missing Soul Mate ?

Prepare for the NEXT CHAPTER – it’s not as lovely OR Easy as you might believe it to be. As I say this, I realize that every chapter, transition in my life has been a challenge. Change no matter what it is – IS different. Bring a Friend, have a routine, even if it’s small at first, it will help, while you look back at the list of to-dos and hope to’s.

With Love and Gratitude, Anita

BREATH

Finding that which makes one grateful shouldn’t be a challenge

It’s as simple as our next breath.

When tensions rise, I realize I’m holding my breath – why, you might ask

The answer is simple. I’ve suppressed this gift of life and love, (my breath) due to temporary paralysis or tensions. This momentary lack of clarity upon which course of action I should take in my life leaves me breathless?

As I write this, I realize – Prayer is the first action. Waiting for the Answer is the next.

I possess some patience, not a lot especially as I’m aging. I realize the body is taking some hits and needs more attention and the pleasures of life, like driving are not as pleasant as they once were. Causes: Increased traffic and eyesight issues.

I feel like both hands are clutched around a long cord and I hope I will be pulled up and placed back into my life to live with joy,

Prayer:

Dear God, Heal that in me which is broken or damaged and appears to have taken away my joy. I wait. I am here. May I stay and play happily?

Love, Me

Spiritual Connectedness

Our Hearts will always be Connected

I wish you could see the beauty of your Spirit…

.. as its aliveness is illuminated into a vibration of longingness and tone, like an ancient Tibetan singing bowl as its sound begins softly and grows louder with each pass of the wooden mallet until the mallet is removed and all that’s left is an angelic tone that gently softens in the air to a quiet stillness and a knowingness that our Souls and Spirits will ALWAYS be connected even when our bodies are no longer visible to one another, or our hands cannot touch the other;

Our Hearts will ALWAYS sense each other’s presence, each other’s love, and nearness.

~ Anita 2/2026

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The Journey

My Life’s Journey

Although crooked like a line in the pavement

Confident that I would make it to my intended destination, I wandered with determination, faith and God’s grace into the darkness and discovered God’s hands reaching out to me time and time again.

Grateful am I to know a loving God. Jesus has always been beside me and his Mother, Mary has never failed to comfort and assist me when I felt lost or fearful. Her prayers joined my own and I felt heard, understood and able to relax into the next venture.

Presently, unemployed, I find myself at one of life’s crossroads, and I wait patiently until the fog lifts and the direction is clear.

Grateful for sight, hearing, touch, ability to walk and lose myself in nature and occasionally my sense of smell. These gifts went unnoticed when I was little and now, I thank God for all of them.

May Peace and Gratitude fill your Heart today and always.

~ Anita 12/15/2025

Life's Journey. Senses. Sight. . Hearing. Walking. Talking. Writing. Smell. #Gratitude

Don’t forget to Laugh

CHANGE, TRANSITION, AFTERWARDS . . .

The comment

Preparations

New birth

Loss

Retirement

  Clearing the Clutter

    The Holidays and Celebrations

What then?

A New Beginning emerges

 One of your choosing

Guided by the One who guides ALL of your life

Envision, Ask, Pray for Clarity

What emerges? Is it clear?

      If it isn’t clear, sit in the waiting place

Make time for attentive silence

To hear the Whisper

Guidance will come in Guidance’s time

Grateful for Faith

Grateful for Patience

Grateful for Love

Don’t forget to Laugh!

@Anita Adams 1/5/2025

Stillness

Close your eyes

Open your Ears

Breathe

Open your Heart

Receive the gift of this moment

the gift of this breath

the wonder that is you

this is my gift.

JC/AA


What does 'Stillness' look like to you?

Spring Returns

Behind the Mountains

The SUN rises and sets

Without a whisper

Through the Earths’ Soil

a Flower emerges

green, first then straight up toward the sun

Red petals bursting forth – a Poppy

Spring Returns

Blue Birds, Red Cardinals, Yellow Finches, Gray Doves, and Black Crows

Visit the backyard oasis to feast and bathe in the water

each Singing their own song

© Anita Adams 4/5/2024

Moving at the Speed of Trust

Born, we crawl

Stand, we fall

Speaking, we stumble

Learning, we fumble

Navigating Life’s Ups and Downs

Weaving side to side, we’re lost

Then, found

Re-membering, we Pray

Our Hearts rejoice as we hear,  His voice

Soft at first, listening

We grow silent, sit still

Listening deeper, to the One who whispers to every Heart and Soul – “Trust Me”

Breathing in these words

We remember, this Whisperer is the Father, His Voice guides us

He is ALWAYS with us, and in us

He is Home

Ever present, standing close, awaiting our call, he answers, while allowing us to…

Move at the Speed of Trust.

©Anita Adams 2/8/2024


Gratitude . . .

for what

for whom

ability to see, hear, walk, dance, speak, move

so much to be grateful for

a home

a room

open your eyes, your hands, your heart

look around

where are your feet

resting on the earth, the ground

©Anita Adams 1/28/2024

Blink

Refresh

Inhale

Breathe

Exhale

Expand Heart with Breath

Open

New Moment, New Day, New Week, New Month, New Year

Sigh and Whisper your Prayer to the One who knows your Heart, knows your every thought, holds your hands in light and dark.

Blink

12/28/2023

“Photograph from larger Painting in Brussel’s Museum” ~ Eyes Opened @NCTreesPhotography