Passing Clouds

floating across a blue sky

so often go unnoticed

in a rainbow of colors

puffy white creatures

gray and ominous

pink and heavenly

red and thunderous

scattered and striped with a rainbow or ‘sundog’

no two days are the clouds alike

look up – notice

these passing clouds

may they bring you a smile – a sense of awe

©Anita Adams 8/4/17

Life is so Full

Interesting Lines and Unknown Woman

Life is so full…

..full of details

..of the doing.

Scheduling time for self appears to be elusive, but necessary.

Where does the time go?

Shopping, cleaning, driving, creating, writing, managing finances, working, remembering others, giving back, in contemplation and prayer, planning, scheduling, creating art while pushing a grocery cart.

Wherever time takes me – that’s where I am. I am here., therefore, God is here too.

Breathe. Believe. Play. Laugh. Pause – because this is the way.  The way to the heart. The way to balance it all.

One day life will not be so full.

That day is not today.

© Anita Adams

Last Day on Earth – A Dream

I’ve been working on crafting a Dream I had last year sometime, and although it is not finished the essence of it is this:

My Last Day on Earth – A Dream

In the dream, it is my last day on earth. Friends and family are somehow gathered to a potluck to wish me farewell. It’s evening, and I’m waiting with the hostess at a house, circa 1950’s on top of a Town Mountain. As I wait in the house, I am pacing in a dimly lit dining room, walking and gazing out a bank of three windows. Everything in the house is either white, gray or brown. Pine wooden floors, white shiplap walls, brown antique wooden door. There’s a sense in me and others of peace and a knowingness that all is well. Being a woman of faith, I understand death is inevitable.

As friends and family gather bringing casseroles, beverages, vegetable plates, salads and desserts, they enter through the brown wooden door and place their dishes on a long white wooden dining table.  We look at each other and smile in silent reverence, as I continue to walk gently in front of the windows, and it dawns on me that this will also be the last sunset I will see here on earth.

Two of my daughter’s childhood friends come in with a magenta card and hand it to me. As I read the card, filled with reflections of what I’ve meant to them in their life, I notice it also contains $98. The $98 puzzles me and still is a questionable piece of this dream. Just as I finish reading the card, hugging and loving on them, I notice the light in the room begins to change to a glow.

An urgency rises in me to get to the bank of three windows to view my last sunset. This is how it appeared to me in the dream (I took this photo in 2011):

Sunset Shades at Max Patch

Feeling grateful to see these rainbow hues of my last sunset on earth, another question arises in me before the sun sets.  It is this:  “How do I wish to live or leave this day?”

©Anita Adams 2017

Mother’s Day

A day of remembrance of those who gave birth to us and those who gave birth to them and if we are mother’s ourselves, it’s a day where we remember giving birth to ours.

 

A few years ago, I wrote this poem and recited it for the first time ever in front of 50 people or so. The title is Love ’em Up.Molly at Max Patch

Love ’em Up

with hugs and kisses

listen to their wishes

no matter what they seem

no matter what their dreams

Love ’em Up

with hugs and kisses

teach them what you know

demonstrate your love by listening to them while they grow

Love ’em Up

Let them be children

play in streams, color, sing, climb mountains, swim the oceans, bruise knees

teach them to love themselves, to love others, no matter their ethnicity, religion or creed, no matter how they seem.

Love ’em Up.

©Anita Adams (Original 2015/Revised 2017)

Called to Write in the AWA method

Juliet's Window II

Learning more about the Amherst Writers and Artists Method.

via Welcome Writers — Called to Write

For those who are unfamiliar with the Amherst Writers & Artists (AWA) method, let me share the following.

The AWA Method is based in the following philosophy.

These affirmations rest on a definition of personhood based in equality, and a definition of writing as an art form available to all persons.

  • Everyone has a strong, unique voice.
  • Everyone is born with creative genius.
  • Writing as an art form belongs to all people, regardless of economic class or educational level.
  • The teaching of craft can be done without damage to a writers original voice or artistic self-esteem.
  • A writer is someone who writes.

For more about the Amherst Writers & Artists method, please visit: Amherst Writers & Artists (AWA)