My happiness is simple and easy to follow…

My happiness is simple and easy to follow…
It involves a lot of kissing …
For example, each morning I kiss this earth…
And wait for Her to kiss me back.

It works the same with most everything…
The fields, the ocean, the sky…
They are all just waiting for their daily kiss…
And I’m telling you for sure, they will kiss you back.

It’s like being given a thousand warm biscuits straight from Mother earth’s heart…
Together with a promise of care, comfort and protection…
Love is the nature of things…
So, pucker up!

You may not fell like kissing…
Your path full of puddles and mud…
A shadow following from morning to night.
My answer to you, “kiss the shadow!”

You are an expression of creation…
This earth belongs to you…
Pucker those lips, loosen that tongue…
And kiss, kiss, kiss!

I would also like a kiss!

I love you,

Annie

I have a gift for you…

I have a gift for you…
It is something that you’ve always wanted…
Close your eyes and take a long warm breath…
I’m giving you the sky.

Every thought-out color…
And all its creatures…
Step out this door and see for yourself…
I’ll be waiting on the other side.

Vast and oversatisfying…
My dimples hurt from smiling…
It’s all just one golden cake…
Nibbled and tasted and pronounced delicious.

The showers of birds greeting you…
As She levels the earth with Her stare…
Doesn’t it make you wonder…
How you can be one with so much beauty.

A photograph is not enough…
The layers placed one on top of the other…
The candles for this new day lit only for you…
Now, make a wish!

I love you,

Annie

Did you know that….

Did you know that….

All the magic in this world is you…
You being a patchwork of it all…
You have the ability to make it a land of youth…
Or a land of disappointment.

But you need to be reminded, to….

Detach yourself from this world’s see-saw…
And remember that you are alive…
Graceful and picturesque…
Just like your creator.

Are you feeling your magic? If no….

Run away from self-judgment…
Take the jury in your mind back to the beginning…
Overcome all objections…
You will soon forget all that ridiculousness.

You don’t need magic tricks!

Did you know that each moment has two sides?
One side bursting with life and growth…
One festering on implications…
Coin flip, unnecessary.

You really don’t have to do anything, you’re magical just the way you are…

Until we met, I have never known magic like you…
Compassion, kindness, love all in a bundle…
It’s all those strong currents in your mind that make you forget…
That all you have to do is be you.

I love you,

Annie

Tell me of the marvelous…

Tell me of the marvelous…
Life is not some fallow field…
Or deep-bottomed clouds…
It is cool green grass sprinkled with buttercups.

Tell me of the heights you are capable of climbing…
And then what lay just a little higher…
Speak with a song and not a snarl…
Place the wind back into my sails.

Tell me of your many wonderful views…
You know, the ones flecked by sunbeams of the rising sun…
The grand sweep of your seas…
Too and fro, backwards, and forwards.

But I think you have forgotten how…

Instead, you tell of a grand roaring storm…
Your fears that rest in the shady depths…
With the longest, strangest looks…
Like a conductor abandoning the search for the next measure.

Don’t you see that you are made of the material of the heavens?
Capable of always having a view of Spring…
Pick yourself up and see that this is a dream and not a nightmare…
Your story has a very happy ending.

I love you,

Annie

Come, don’t be shy…

Come, don’t be shy…
You are neither too short nor too tall…
This is your chance…
In your eyes I can see what you are trying to hide.

I know that your heart is deeper than the sea…
Surfacing only now and then…
I know that you have been pounded in every direction…
I’m just asking for a mindless refrain.

I will make everything softer…
In reality, there is not much in you that needs to be saved…
You are much more than you think…
A helluva lot more!

Can you feel your creator’s essence?
Changing all your water into wine?
Touched with crimson…
As gentle as your first kiss.

Move your vision a little to the left…
Ahead there is your future…
It is not as you think, “heavy as hell…”
It is a place where the water is calm.

I love you,

Annie

Today I’m going where the fishes are fed…

Today I’m going where the fishes are fed…
Roaring full throttle towards the sea…
The ocean has so much more to say to me…
Lying just beyond my outstretched arms.

Her voice seems to come from all directions at once…
One glance can flip my heart…
The tides marching in and out…
Making the hard pieces of my heart ripen.

The ocean is life giving…
Turning itself to every angle of the sun…
Feeding on the drenching sunbeams…
The queen of my earth.

And with it comes wonder…
Her surface covered with whites and blues…
Beneath an orchestra of life and civilization…
Like a thousand-star hotel.

To this kind of thing, I center my thoughts and so should you…
The sun is down now, the wind blowing the flame from Her match…
The stars are now singing a lullaby to us all…
I lay down and go to sleep.

Just another day in the life of a pup.

I love you,

Annie

I fall in love everyday because there is so much to fall in love with…

I fall in love every day because there is so much to fall in love with…
Like the gentle rain filling every fountain…
The shadows of the oak trees spilling across the park…
The rosy colors dancing on the evening’s horizon.

It makes no difference if my eyes are open or shut…
The wind is always there for me to lean on…
My hopes and dreams are all in vibrant colors…
Stretching like headlights before me.

Maybe I have it all wrong, but I don’t think so…
My disposition makes everything brilliant and shiny…
I can be, always, perfectly myself…
And see myself as one of my creator’s precious jewels.

So, come join me…
Suck up your sadness!
Stop looking for the missing teeth in every smile…
And stop feeling like a bird perched in the wrong tree.

Leave that mess behind, and emerge from the brambles…
See that what you pass over every day that you think is artless, is truly art…
Greet each moment with butterfly kisses…
And fall in love with it all once again.

I love you,

Annie

I hope you don’t mind my movie…

I hope you don’t mind my movie; I’m just grubbing for a quick snack. In the middle of my fifth grub, it got me thinking.

This whole earth belongs to me…
I know how fine and rich it really is…
It has a backstory of creating every heartbeat…
My sweet, foggy brain strains to make sense of it.

It was set into motion a long time ago…
And I can feel that motion still today…
It sets aflame my soul with an eternal song…
The harmonies thousands of levels deep.

Each day for me is like going to a carnival…
With booths and rides and laughter…
Like a world within a world…
And all I have to do is hang another string of colored lights.

You know the earth is so rich, I don’t have to eat dog food out of a can (I do it just to make my butlers happy…)
I can fish and hunt and graze…
My basket is always full…
With thousands of tons to spare.

This world is carpeted with greens and blues…
Like schools of fish its harmony moves through me…
And each day it allows me to scrape out another rhyme…
Guess what? This whole earth also belongs to you.

Open your eyes!

I love you,

Annie

I can see the early daylight rising through the edges of the curtains…

I can see the early daylight rising through the edges of the curtains…
You know, that time when the mist rises from the earth…
I wait for the world to awake…
Still there is no sound.

At this hour I can see into the mind of things…
It’s like I have spent my whole life with them…
All the lines disappear between “us” and “them…”
I can hear the missing pieces of my story.

The notes of the new day dance among the fog…
Then quickly disappearing, clearing the room with good-byes…
Still I’m like a cardinal in a flock of blackbirds…
Waiting for the sun.

With the sunrise the gentle overcomes the hard…
The puffy clouds look like yarn waiting to be weaved into a frumpy sweater…
The world a quiet, dreamy, lovely place…
That is the master’s way.

Now, like a snail I must crawl back into my shell…
Squeeze into the elevator of acceptance…
Wait! Do I really need to do that?
I’m not altogether sure, but I don’t think so.

Today I’m going to try a day outside my shell!

I love you,

Annie

Be patient! You will once again hear the uptick in the music!

Be patient! You will once again hear the uptick in the music!
Like a campfire licking the fear off your face…
Telling you not to be afraid anymore…
All things will return once again to harmony.

Come on! Let’s walk forward into the depths of the path before us…
I know it feels like a dimly lit room with scattered tables…
We can sit together in the constant of our love for one another…
Because we both know, the answer is not “what” do I love, but “who.”

Despair is thin, hope is thick…
You my friend, are my hope…
My commitment to you is written in my eyes…
We share the same beginnings.

So ask yourself….
Are you the king or queen of your whole world or only part of it…
Nature is cheering you on…
The trees rising above one another like an audience.

Please stop looking so bum-fuzzled…
Stick to the loves that are constant in you life…
Listen for that uptick in the music, and know for sure…
I’m always here for you.

I love you,

Annie