In search of joy

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

Molly at Max Patch

Morning Song

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 quickeat 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.

Female Cardinal and Friend.jpg

Lullaby of Spring to Summer

Lullabys are lazy and fluid – like a warm summer breeze or a slow moving river

  • – a summer breeze that ever so lightly ruffles the thin window sheers,
  • – or a slow moving river that barely carries the thick blanket of pollen to the ocean like a giant barge moving train cars through a canal in winter, not as fast as an inch worm.

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

 

 

 

Somewhere over the Crescent Moon

a dream is dreamt

filled with intrigue

details

Imagery

Colorful

Feeling

Sounds

Light

Interpretation

Premonition or Clarification of a time past or present

Educational or nonsense

Compelling

 

Rainbow in the Clouds

Rainbow in Clouds

dreams occur between sleep and dawn – over the rainbow as the moon sets and the sun rises.

Once Upon A Crescent Moon

Somewhere over the Crescent Moon

Love

can be …Mom Hug Betty and Steve 2015

euphoria,

longingness, belonging,

physical, heart centered,

familial, natural,

joyous, sad,

bearable, unbearable,

heard, understood,

misunderstood, raw,

vulnerable, tender,

truthful, hurtful,

void, empty,

here and gone,

a hug or a smile through another’s eyes,

I believe it will ALWAYS come back to where it belongs – your heart – my heart – our souls – our homes.

© Anita Adams 2018