Annette Camp's Blog, page 18

Quietness?

I believe that this speaks about more than our sense of hearing; Although, I have found that to be true also.  I believe that in the quietness (or silence) one can hear what the mind is speaking.  Is your voice one of self-hatred or pessimism? If so, think past that. Within you lies a truly amazing soul on a fabulous journey.  You may not feel like it now, but it is true. A storm cannot last forever, nor will any negative thoughts or feelings you may be experiencing. At least, I feel this to be accurate of my life. My grandma used to tell me, "This too shall pass" and I believe it to be so with every fiber of my body. However, there have been those times in my life where I had that vioce inside telling me otherwise.  It is today that I begin to hear with my heart what truly is, versus hearing with my mind.

Silence the mind?

Silence the MindBy: Annette Thomas
Silencing the mind,Will allow your soulTo speak and guideYou to the correct path.
For it is in the depth ofYour soul that you willNot only find answersBut also comfort.
TryIt now.Silence the mind.

Beautiful Smile?

The Most Beautiful Smile
by Annette Thomas

Yours is the
Most beautiful smile
That I have ever seen.

It can brighten
Up a room with
Just a simple look.

It tempts even
The pessimist
To return a smile.

Yours is the
Most beautiful smile
That I have ever seen.

Is Silence Truly Silent?

Is Silence Truly Silent?By: Annette Thomas
Who among us can hear silence? Is silence really silenceif you can truly hear it?
I have yet to find that place, for the sound of my mind keeps on speaking…
Do you hear the silence?

If Only It Would Rain?

If Only It Would RainBy: Annette Thomas
If only it would rain…
I would feel the dropletson my face as all negativity flowed from my soul.
If only it would rain…
The heaviness of thisburden would be lifted and my load be lightened.
If only it would rain…
I would know the beautyof a bright rainbowas my sadness wouldturn to joy.
If only it would rain…

Rise up?

Rise UpBy: Annette Thomas
Rise up fromthat which hasknocked you down.
Rise up, despiteany lying.any abuse.any infidelity.any addiction.
Rise up, despiteany unhappiness.any incompatibility.any lack of intimacy.any falling out of love.
Rise up, despiteany hurt.any pain.any tears.any regret.
Rise up, despiteany blame.any shame.any sadness.any depression.
For it isin the rising,one ascends abovethat which hasknocked you down.

Oh Caterpillar?

For you my friend...
Oh Caterpillar
By: Annette Thomas
Sometimes, I sit and thinkabout past events untildepression seeps in…
But today, I am reminded that just when the caterpillarthought, "I am incapableof moving," it became a butterfly.
Thank you,Oh caterpillar.

All is swell!

Today, I read the above quote and found it to be very inspiring. I don't know who to quote as the source, but it reminds me to look for the good in a not-so-good situation. Almost four months ago, I left my job of 11 years. After searching for a job for a month, I thought of the not-so-good situation and took to self-reflection.  Shortly after, I joined a spiritual writer's group that inspired me to do that which I love.  I have since found peace…and another job.  All is swell! Remember as I have, the storm never lasts forever and there is sunshine on the other side. - Annette Thomas

What I Love?

So today I typed "writing" in the search engine and what results did I get - images of quill pens, pictograms, typewriters, magnetic words, keyboards, and reading glasses on books.  Does anyone pick up a pen anymore and just write? I find the whole thought of writing thrilling, of course I am a writer.  Of all my writing though, I love my poetry the most. Hope you enjoy it.
What I LoveBy: Annette Thomas
What I love about poetry I love about you…
the newness of uncovering that which lives deep inside.
discovering fresh thoughts in which to find the words, and the magic when you express that.
and the happiness of sharing that with anyone who will listen to the rhythm that rolls off your tongue.

Fairy Dust Dreams?

Ah the magic and wonder of starry-eyed lovers…
Fairy Dust DreamsBy: Annette Thomas
Once upon aFairy dust dreamTwo starry-eyed loversDanced on moonbeams.
This in my headI began to repeatAnd how it did makeMy heart skip a beat.
Lost in a dreamlandYes indeedContinue for thisYou must read…
As vibrant asYour lovely laughThis I mustSay on my behalf
Fairy dust makesMe think of youBut this youReally have no clue.
It was this dreamOf starry-eyed loversThat made me Want to really discover
The magic and Wonder that I feelIs only for youAnd that's for real.