life’s longing to rest

to stand still

to shed its leaves


wind blows

earth rotates on its axis

stand still

let it in

let it out



all is well

even in the


I’ve often asked myself why I didn’t investigate this medicine more deeply. In every other aspect of my life - I live, breathe and walk a healthy lifestyle. When I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia, degenerative disk disease and spastic torticollis — I was given a lunch paper bag with many pills with fibromyalgia — I read each warning label — don’t drive, may cause dizziness, don’t operate heavy equipment (my car) — I threw these all away instantly, attended a support group where the women in the group assured me I wouldn’t be working in a year — not to…

leaves falling from the Cherry tree

colors are yellow, orange and brown

lay upon the thick, wet, green grass — freshly cut

crows call in the distance

sky — cloudy

another hot, humid summer day

grateful for no schedule

peace that morning brings

hope of another breath

God’s wind beneath my wings

it’s been a long and winding road with lots of valleys and a few mountains

sunny days and cloudy days, stormy and snow covered

with moments of paralysis and days filled with miracles

living one day at a time is the answer to this life of mine

Invisible no more

hand in hand I dance with the Divine

~ Anita Adams 7/18/2020

Week 1

Shelves at the Grocery Stores are half empty

Restaurants are Closed

Restrictions on how close we can be to one another — 6 feet apart

An Invisible Virus kills thousands within months

Schools and Jobs are closed

Underneath this though is the Robin outside my office window looking for nest building material and eating his morning worms

Flowers bloom on the Cherry Tree

And Daffodils and Forsythia burst into a variety of shades of Gold, Yellow and Orange

Goldfish swim happily in the pond and the Frogs return

The grass is green and covered with dew

The sky looks bluer…

…. death

for those who struggle with addiction

compassion is the salve

listening the love

another day — the hope

a friend asked recently, do you think, any person woke up one day and said — I want to be an addict? No!

Prescribed addiction happens every day — the numbers of exceed more than I can count— who’s prescribing — doctors, pharmacists, FDA, those who fund these organizations and invest in them to line their pockets.

Who’s suffering the consequences? Who’s dying? Who cares? I know the FDA does not, as I have reported the abuse prescribed by a…

not a noun

how many times have you heard these three words: I love you? — sound flat and full of void or duty

i’m blessed by a few very loving people that may not say I love you, or they may, but more importantly — they show it

How? — you might ask.

With a smile.

A telephone call.

A text.

Offering a prayer.

Lighting a candle.

An unexpected card.

Scheduling time to meet for a walk.

With a heartfelt hug.

Time to listen.

So grateful for those who make the time to listen and all the rest above.

There are three answers to questions, petitions, and prayers

One — Yes

Two — No

Three — Wait

Waiting is the most challenging. It requires patience and stillness. It also requires faith in the unseen.

Recently, I was sharing with someone if I were creating a quilt depicting the chapters of my life, it would consist of many squares — too many to count. Each one would be packed full of questions, choices, colors, clothes, travels, trees, water, sounds of music, nature, children, joy and tears. And at the bottom of each square, there would be sewn this fact: You were heard, cared for, protected and loved. All IS well. Love, J.C.

I wish I could remember this during the WAITING times, perhaps this will serve as a reminder of the love that’s always present in the midst of…..

Work until you die

American way

Live One Day One Moment at a Time

many are dying

from disease



without kindness

love or gentle care

you may be one

we will all arrive in this state of rest

remember, we too were young once

love the one beside you, for he or she is also a child of God

your brother or sister

now helpless

longing to be understood

longing for a smile

longing be heard

longing for a kind word

Anita Adams

Seeker of peace and truth, Artist, Photographer, Writer. More at

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