Green is the colour outside my window
Waterfall trickles to the pond below
Goldfish and Frogs live Joyfully
All is in bloom
~ Anita Adams 4/27/2025
Warmth of the Sun…
Where am I going?
Walk with me….
Into stillness and Serenity.
A path in the woods to listen to the silence and inhale the fragrance of the pines and hemlocks, squeeze the oaks, poplars and beech trees, and breathe gratitude for the oxygen they give to all so selflessly.
By the River floating sticks under bridges and looking through the clear water to the jewels of stones glimmering in the sun’s warmth!
In the Garden to walk among the tulips, daffodils, roses and other friends, breathing in their fragrance and letting it intoxicate me into a smile.
On top of the Mountain after a long winding hike under the canopy of the pines, hemlock, maples, poplar and dogwoods until a stone clearing presents itself with a view of the valley below or the clouds above with a blue sky and mountain ridges as long as the eye can see until my heart feels their gifts.
Walk along the seashore in search of seashells, sounds from the surf, a feeling from the wind and the warmth of the sun.
Clouds carry me gently into the Heart of the Creator one minute, one day at a time.
©Anita Adams 3/2025 edited 4/13/25
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
#HurricaneHelene #Grief #Seasons
Grief and Seasons …..
An image of white snow and black trees
How much I have missed the Winter…
Yesterday we had a beautiful surprise of snowfall, flakes large enough to catch on my tongue – a moment of Joy during a time of intense grieving
Hurricane Helene left her mark on our beautiful community of Asheville NC and surrounding areas, homes, businesses, lives, trees, trails, the devastation is so glaring especially to those of us who grew up here in what was a very safe, serene and beautiful oasis. It’s been almost two months since the storm hit. September 26th ! No one was prepared. No power, no cell phones, and days later no water for over a month! Water was resumed on the 18th of September. It was deemed safe enough to shower in and consume. For me, and I think for many others, the water does not taste safe. I will continue to drink bottled or spring water and to cook with these instead of consuming them.
The day after the Water was deemed safe, my heart while not keeping up with the grief, exploded into sobs which turned into physical heaving and a need to reach out to someone to share this grief. God, in his infinite wisdom, gave me the courage to contact a friend, who was just the person to let me process some of this grief in the form of tears. I imagine it will take some time before we are able to process all of it and before we feel truly safe again in our homes from the next wind or torrential rain event.
Four Season Girl
Spring is a happy time that beckons all to plant, explore, enjoy the outdoors and the color of green is all around us dotted with flowers in every shade and the birds as they find their way back to our feeders, baths and ponds
Summer is a time for travel, vacation, cleaning out the excess visit the beaches for a swim and shell seeking OR float down the French Broad River in a canoe or kayak quietly and enjoy its ebb and flow while looking for the Eagle, Herron or Egret (please NO tubing with boom boxes and beer – it’s disturbing to those of us who love the serenity floating down the river brings.)
Autumn is a time to walk the trails and mountains and absorb the last explosion of colors red, orange, yellow and greens in all the trees that one can see on any given day
Winter a time to slow down and look inward – bake, bask in the shorter days and rest more while still awaiting for a much desired snowfall and its silence and cleanliness as it blankets the trees and eventually the ground as if it to clean the air, the trees and the earth
Spring – White Trillium- Photo: Anita Adams, NCTreesPhotography.com
Summer – Mountain Stream – Photo by Anita Adams, NCTreesPhotography.com
Autumn – Japanese Maple Tree in all the Beautiful Colours by Anita Adams, NCTreesPhotography.com
Winter – This photo was taken of the last REAL snowfall in 2022 – Crisp, White, Blanket of Snow 5″ deep or more. It’s silence is an invitation to be quiet and enjoy or play if you wish. Photo: Anita Adams, NCTreesPhotography.com
Grief and Joy
One couldn’t exist without the other
As we all move forward
into the Holy Days (Holidays)
Smile more to the Stranger
Look into the Eyes of those we meet and live with it every day
Don’t forget to say I love you to those you love
Hug a Tree and squeeze it again for me. ~Anita
Helene Aftermath
Tired my Eyes
even though they have not released the angst
my heart feels
Sorrow engulfs me like a blanket
on a cold winter’s morning
sitting alone, my breath is all I feel
Asheville what happened?
Scabs are everywhere
dust, mud, dirty water
while the sky is a brilliant October blue
Red maples struggle to share their brilliance
Birds are seeking fresh water, too.
~Anita Adams 10/23/2024
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
Grief
Comes in the night like a thief
stealing my joy leaving me numb
tears overflowing
exhausted by the sadness
my loved ones lives are nearing the end
I pray that they will not suffer or know pain
and so life’s journey begins its ending
memory lapses, dulled senses, unable to see, hear, read or write – communication comes in the form of food, a hug, a squeeze, a kiss and if we’re lucky, a hearty laugh
the Treasures left behind are the memories we cling to – thank God for the stories, the photos, the letters and poems we will all cherish until it’s our turn
God, Jesus, Mary and the Holy Spirit be with them, be with those we love who are nearing their return home
welcome them with open arms to where we all once began as one.
~ Anita Adams 5/19/24
Forgive me when I forget
Forgive me when I forget . . .
To be kind and patient
To forgive you for forgetting
It’s your mess, not mine
To put on the bandaid
To hold your hand
To tell you I love you
To say goodbye without a Kiss
To listen without interruption because I may forget
To love you through everything
Love, Me
© Anita Adams 4/6/2024
