Quote shared: Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars.to change the world. — Harriett Tubman
I’m full of dreams, passions, compassion and art. Self-love, I’m only beginning to understand how necessary it is to fully love self in order to bring those dreams to fruition. As Harriett Tubman so beautifully states, Every dream begins with a dreamer.
Anita Adams 11/10/2018
he wrote once …
where does love go when the light goes out
a question to ponder
the answer, I believe is under the covers
faith steps in and out
a dance, a rhythm of breath and sound
where does love go when the lights go out
love is always present
just whisper and listen
I’m here under the covers
©Anita Adams 2018
The mourning dove sings in late July – the air thick with humidity as the waterfall gurgles
a song she sings sounds like an announcement that summer days will soon end, and school begin
cobwebs form in windowsills and high up in the doorway where spiders await an evening meal
the sweetness of the Dove’s call reminds one to take stock of what we have, to be fully present, in the here and now, eyes open, ears too – look around and breathe in and breathe – listen out loud
birds clamor to join her – Cardinals, Blue Jays, Finches, Frog – All are present for the Dove’s roll call
~Anita Adams 2018
A rainy day in May
lasted all month long
with clouds and hail
winds and flooding
who knew a rainy day
could blow down trees
flood fields
and delay Spring
today the sun shone
today, now the 4th of June
there’s a saying in the mountains of Western North Carolina
if you don’t like the weather, wait a few moments, it will change
the rainy moment, turned into a day, into a month, the month of May.
©Anita Adams 2018
Asking and receiving
through prayer and meditation
Noticing when it’s here
with eyes open
How to step into it
by dropping all else and being fully present in the moment
To recognize it
and open my eyes and heart wide
To feel it deep within my being
and stay with it as long as possible
To embrace it with my whole being
as I would any friend or loved one
As if … I were a child again
© Anita Adams 2018
a bird’s call
i love mornings when the birds call
what are they saying – ‘there’s new food in the feeders’
‘it’s not raining, come quick – eat while you can before the squirrels feast on these delicious sunflower seeds’
or are they announcing the dawn of a new day and just saying ‘good morning’
i love their songs, they bring a smile to my heart and urge me to rise and greet them as the darkness dissipates and turns gradually into day.
Lullabys are lazy and fluid – like a warm summer breeze or a slow moving river
Lullabys, like this summer breeze, sometimes brings with it a fragrant smell of honeysuckle followed by a hint of clover and wild roses. A smell that’s so intoxicating and memorable. That smell alone, whispers a lullaby that spring has become summer.
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Remember the familiar lullaby that begins:
hush little baby, don’t you cry now sings….
honeysuckle and clover will soon visit to soothe your tired eyes
the sun shines through the sheers letting you know – you are not alone
hush little baby, don’t you cry beckons…
the doves play outside your window, playing leap frog or piggy back over pillows
hush little baby, don’t you cry…
the river’s singing a whisper to sleep soundly, all is well, make a wish upon the fireflies and soon the night sky will light up like the 4th of July.
hush little baby, don’t you cry … close your eyes … wish upon a star … dry your tears — smell the the sky… and dream of fireflies on the 4th of July.
© Anita Adams 5/14/2018
