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

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.

Earth Day

a day to remember the precious ground upon which our feet trod and the grass or sand that covers it

a day to get hands dirty, pulling weeds, trimming trees, listening to the water as it tumbles into the stream

find a place of stillness and go within, a face in the sun, a face in the wind

say thank you and plant another tree, flower, bush, or seed

enjoy your earth, your garden, your tree

Paul’s Garden

Dream Seeker

 

Dreams, like clouds

visible to the eye

just out of reach

time to pull the clouds down

step on them like a magic carpet

flying high above the pines

to foreign lands and islands

painting rainbows in the sky

smiling all the while

until my heart calls me back to the ground

to play in the sand

find my oak tree

and lay my head down

© Anita Adams 2018

 

Almost 2018

Signed - Snow Falling from the Pines

what does it mean

what will it bring

what are your dreams

mine are filled with some of  these….

writing, hiking, and more snaps

travels, walking and taking naps

a grandson arrives in Februar

so does the winter and perhaps more white hair

in the Spring, a little more sunshine gives way to plant more trees and a garden to til

up to my elbows in poetry, a book and art

no day or night should pass without a kiss to my heart

peace I believe begins with me

seeds to be sown one letter at a time

A is for Alicia, B for Bed, C for Cathy, D for Dad, E for Elephant, F for Faith, G for Gretchen, H for Home, I for Italy, J for the Joy still unknown

sow seeds of love and peace, of green trees and saplings, breathe oxygen into this space

© Anita Adams 12/29/2017