Love fills my Heart like a sunrise over the mountain ridge
rising slowly, the sky may include many colors, or just one brilliant color on a clear day
its light and warmth are gentle, like a hug from Nature, God, or True Source
With Love and Gratitude
~Anita Adams 11/15/25
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
Choose to give from a place of love
Pause and be silent
Breathe in fresh air and give thanks
Pray and listen for God’s guidance
Walk in the woods and notice nature in all its forms, colours, sounds, smells
Write a letter to a friend, to yourself, to God
Give thanks for the many ordianary and extraordinary blessings in my life
Be kind to myself and others
Retreat into silence when saying something unkind just feels icky
Learn to love one’s self
Hearts pure at birth
Minds untainted by the whispers of others telling us what to think, do, perceive or believe
Maturing slowly from children to teenagers
Grasping to know who we are, what we truly believe
Asking ourselves what or whom would I most like to be
Then the sun breaks through in shades of pink, gray, white with a blue sky behind those clouds
And we know, we aren’t perfect
We are ALL doing the best we can to be a human, an adult, a sister, mother, situ, wife, friend, co-worker, neighbor
Traveling and navigating a Spiritual existence in a human body
We aren’t perfect
If I don’t say the right words at the right time, or misinterpret something you’ve said or done, don’t take it personally, kindness will return, if apologies are needed they will surface and be said, if not, know that this imperfect human is doing the best they can
So to you my brother or sister in Christ, know that in my heart, underneath layers of life’s experience, exists pure love
©Anita Adams 8/2021
trips to see grandchildren, family and friends
hugs
plane rides to Europe
trails to explore without face coverings
movies on the big screen
smiling faces
coffee with friends
going to school
attending live concerts
regular Mass attendance day or weekend
art classes in person
eating out
dressing up
Some things to be REALLY GRATEFUL for…
clean air
blue skies
clear, clean rivers and streams
time to write what’s in my heart
hikes every weekend
a home
running water
Zoom and Duo
heat and air conditioning
a garden
art day
karaoke night
movie night
a good book
photographs, paper, pen, pencil, scissors and glue
mending strained relationships
putting life into perspective
having employment
working with loving individuals
the colours green, blue and pink
yoga
clean laundry
enough food to eat and share
art in all its forms
Hugs
from someone you love
Gratitude for …..
Gratitude for what’s been and what’s now is…
Interesting how the positives weigh out the negatives
Europe in a few Snaps
Where does love go when the light goes out? A question he asked once as a young man in his 60’s . He doesn’t remember asking these days. However, the question is a good one and has remained with me. How to answer this? Love is always present within every human being I believe. For some, a place in the dark could also represent a place of silence, loneliness, or the sound of mental chatter grinding away while one wishes for a lover’s embrace.
As a child, I recall needing two doors left wide open, and a nightlight on at all times in order to feel safe enough to close my eyes and attempt to go to sleep. Where was love in this dark twin bed on the third floor of Macon Avenue?
Why was light the only key to my safety?
Where was love when this light went out?
~ Anita Adams 2/4/2019
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
how to answer… with abandon … with caution… with heart wide open… love loves... hurts have torn me to the bone… cored my heart out like one cores out an apple, made me bleed tears and shook me like a coconut tree, left me on a road alone, abandoned with no one to call, feeling naked and afraid,
love calls … like the warmth of the sun when you least expect it, standing alone on the beach, feet in the sand, treasures abound… the sound of pure love… unmistakable… it’s more than a sound.. it’s an unexpected encounter with another,
love calls … and our love is ignited, visible only to us and others who share a deep connection to heart love, a permeable light fills our hearts, mends any residual damage, restores us to a state of wholeness, and sets our hearts ablaze with a light so bright…it glows and knows without words, that we exist…the ones that love…the ones who believe…the ones who have grieved losses… that love conquers and prevails all trials and tribulations … our hearts opens wide, and what’s left is love’s light…
Love Light like stars twinkling in the sand
can be …
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
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