Good Friday Reflections and more

Tell me what I missed….

Today – I missed the basking in the warmth of the sun

Yesterday – I missed a walk in the evening

A Year ago – I missed celebrating Good Friday with my Mom

Missing the smiles behind the masks, the hugs from those I know and love, and those I like, but know not – yet

All the moments and hugs from my grandsons from September 2020 until now

Life and its fluidity

Making the most of those moments and grateful for the comforts I have – a partner, a home, eyes that see, ability to feel with my heart and mirror the love back that’s been gifted to me.

Prayers that go something like this….

I am Tree

Tiny seed placed in the ground

Watered and nurtured with sunlight

God’s spirit poured out on me

Help me grow a little at a time

Roots clinging to the earth

Filled with the Spirit

Nourished with nutrients to grow

Branches stretched up toward the Heavens

Swaying in the wind

Dancing, singing with birds and bees

Giving thanks to our Creator

Singing songs like I Believe

Thank you – Love, Me

©Anita Adams 2021

Another day

rain falls outside in the dark

the sound is comforting

the ground is drinking

worms are swimming

keys are tapping

water splashing

another day has passed

it’s dark and time has lapsed

tick tock goes the clock

another day gone

work sucks the energy from me and he

another day inside

deprived of the trees

longing for the weekend

the forest

the trail

the streams

another day

tick tock

When I was three

I lived by the sea

collecting sand and water in a sieve to see what I could see

When I was three

there were five more of us all under the age of eight, four brothers and a sister, making six

two parents, a house, a few blocks away – we’d walk to play in the biggest playground I’d ever seen

When I was three

life was simple

play and nap

eat and snack

until the sun set and the moon rose

When I was three

life was an adventure

swimming in the ocean

playing in the sand

oh… life was grand!

Fine?

Monday

Martin Luther King, Jr. Day

Abscess discovered – root canal scheduled – yikes!

How’s your day

Fine you say

By the way, what does ‘fine’ mean

Not rough – boring- painful – just like yesterday

My day began and ended with an abscess

Now, it ends with a sigh – a record – relaxation and perhaps a giggle

It will not end with Fine

~ Anita Adams 1/18/2021

This Tree – Anita’s Tree was cut down from the Biltmore Grounds and a Sapling was planted. I wish the Sapling well. And I bid this beautiful Meadow Oak farewell.

2020 – A New Year’s Eve Sonnet

Written 12/31/2019

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Health

Joy

Life’s purpose

All collide to form an artistic mosaic


Earth is returned to dirt and light

Moon and Sun

Birds’ song and flight


Seasons once present – beckon to return

Winter

Spring

Summer

Fall


Love’s root – the Oak

Its branches – the birds’ song

All combined, reach up to the Heavens – to the One who resides there


All Hearts connected through an invisible thread – Love

Listen to Love’s guidance

attentive presence is all that’s required

~ Anita Adams 12/31/2019

Transition

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