Free verse. Poetry. Reflections.
Jesus, Mary
Beach
Sounds of the Ocean
Seashells
Prayer
Journal
Pen and Paper
Color
Drawing
Creating Art
Gretchen
Creek
Stones
Bicycles
Blue Sky
Mountains
Weeping Willow Tree
Wind
Silence
Car
Rand McNally Road Map
Imagination
Travel
© Anita Adams 3/17/2024
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
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
That place between doing and being
Doing something
Being present
Balance
Play and work
Art and life’s demands and details
Balance
Prayer and meditation
Balance
Yoga and stillness
Balance
Listening and speaking
©Anita Adams 7/16/2023
Step Softly
Upon the grass
Over the rocks
Around the flowers
Spring is here
Small blooms appear in the most obscure places.
Take care to notice their presence.
Step Softly
Holy Week
is a time for walking with friends
for remembering the One(s) who gave their lives for us and asked only this– BELIEVE
Spring has sprung and with it the birds and their songs
New leaves on the Maple Tree
Forsythia, Daffodils, Tulips, Trillium, Bloodroot, Violets, Trout Lillys and so much more
Step softly
Listen
Nature in all her forms is celebrating their birthday
And we are gifted another breath and wonder
Step softly
©Anita Adams 4/03/23
Growing up in the Appalachian Mountains where there is snowfall beginning in October, ususally the 31st and sometimes not ending until the first week of April.
Now 2023, and NO snow to speak of. I miss it!
I realized the unexpected ‘Snow Day that becomes a Holiday’ hasn’t happened.
No sledding. No hot chocolate.
No TRUE ‘snow music’ that comes from just listening to the snow fall and its heavenly crisp tingling sound as it falls gently on the leaves, branches and any cold surface.
No unexpected adventure to the highest peak to walk in virgin snow and capture photos, make snow angels, sled and snowball games.
Winter Slumber
When ALL get to genuinely rest and the body and mind are able to restore themselves with a new peaceful vigor.
When and where ART becomes the activity of the day, or making a delicious pot of Chicken Vegetable Soup. And, for someone special, their favorite chocolate brownies.
Winter Slumber
Silent
Necessary
Inventive
Restorative
Creative
Peaceful
Longing for this necessary cycle of life in the Appalachian Mountains
©Anita Adams 2/25/2023
COVID–19
Mask On – Mask Off
Zoom – in-Person
Work from home – work at office
Take Out – Eat In
Wait in Car – Wait in Waiting Room
Wait for an appointment, Wait in the line, Wait in your car
Fly – Drive
Gatherings – a few or many
Outside or In
Winter – Cold – Isolated
Summer, Spring, Autumn – Sunny and Electric
Stay outside and play as long as you can – soak up the Vitamin D
How much life was taken for granted
How much we have to be grateful for
How many have left the planet – too many to count
Underlying Current.
~ Anita Adams 11/5/2022
says an excerpt from one of my Daily Meditation books…
this line reminds me that HOPE is alive also
FAITH in something GREATER than myself I believe exists in everyone’s life
HOW are we connected; HOW are we made in the Creator’s image? I have this very concrete image that it is our HEARTS that connect us ALL.
I’ve been drawing illustrations of my conversations with the Creator, God, Divine, True Source using Hearts as the focal point.
Let me know your thoughts regarding these drawings and reflections.
~ Anita 2022
Since COVID arrived, my life like everyone else’s has been disrupted in a way that has given me a lot of time to read, meditate, walk in nature, draw, write, create and so many moments to notice and be grateful for all the comforts and abilities I have. I am Called to Write.
PEACE to you and yours always….. Anita, Writer, Artist 8/12/2022
As a child I dreamt of flying often
teaching people how to fly
the feeling of REAL freedom
freedom of thought, location, restraint, rules and a welcoming sense of
Peace, Acceptance, Love, Safety, Security and a DEEP Knowingness that ALL IS WELL
God is with me always, I need not fear any thing or any one
I have always believed that there is something I have to teach, to share, yet, I know I must learn more first, then, I can truly share my experience, strength and hope;
like the Oak Tree, my Prayers form with each root;
each utterance of this prayer is flown from the Birds and Butterflies who take them to the Heavens and are later turned into sunshine, rain or snow and fall back upon me softly to be absorbed, and the cycle continues
6/20/22
a Sunday afternoon
Grandchildren and Children
A little girls’ laughter yesterday in the grocery store
Parents
the River
my Brothers
gratitude for Walking
a small garden
Friends here and so many gone
the morning light as it fills the bird feeders outside my window
pond with frogs croaking and water lilies blooming
Breath and Spirit
Love and Mystery
Life in the present moment
Trees and their silent reverence
Surrender and Acceptance 
Called to Write 