Category: Annie’s World

Providence has brought us together…
Our friendship more valuable than jewels, silver, or gold…
Isn’t that what you have always dreamt about…
Someone next to you who is not afraid to say aloud, “I love you.”

We are two skies of equal brightness…
We have eternity before us to discuss the depths of our galaxies…
Let’s together talk about our most shimmering stars…
While we float weightless in our love.

Let’s put the tools of fear back in the toolbox…
And all that usual “corn-ball” nonsense…
All the clack, clack, clack and thug, thug thug…
And put our spirit and mind back in balance.

You can do this!
First, make peace your highest value…
Second, accept yourself…
Did you know when you accept yourself, the whole world will accept you (Lao)…
Acceptance, very important, don’t you think?

Don’t worry if your life is always crazy…
Our universes are forever out of control…
But still there is the scent of the blossoms, the crashing waves, the clouds dancing in the sky…
To reminder us that in the midst of it all, we can still find peace.

I love you,

Annie

I’ve been thinking…
Either I am an earlier stage of human…
Or you are a later stage of dog…
No offense please.

Each day I think more like you…
As if I can read your mind…
I’m finding that weird bit of silence you have, you know when you stare emptily into space…
Where everything is revealed both good and bad.

However, some days I think you are thinking more like me…
You love the soft patterns on the water…
The early stir of blackbird wings…
And strawberries dipped in cream (My butler dropped one and wow, are they are good!)

But mostly we live in two different worlds…
Me, floating on the calm waters, you with your never-ending storms…
We are one when we both descend to the level of the sea…
And find that place of no resistance.

Yep, I think I will always be like me…
Sorry, you can never become a dog…
Even though if you tried to see life as I do…
You may have a happier day.

I love you,

Annie

A good story opens the curtains of life….
Reviving its listener’s spirits…
Riding the connecting dots…
Into a sliver of eternity.

It explores the silky folds…
Like ripples on a pond…
Through a thousand turns of colors…
The most reliable telling of the manifestations of God.

So, what is your story?
Is it a tale of times gone by?
Does it match the colors demanded by the seasons?
Dotted with golden spangles from the sun?

Our stories always have the shade of innocent blush…
Or for some of you, maybe not so innocent…
We are all actors in specific moments of our lives…
Playing the parts of the hundreds of plays we have written.

But you do realize your love is your story?
It is also your poetry, artistry and authorship…
It’s what catches heaven’s glow…
And makes everyone feel special when they are around you.

Shine on!

I love you,

Annie

I wonder what makes stars twinkle…
The clear night sky promising everything…
Filled with celestial fire…
Like molten steel fresh from the furnace waiting for the blacksmith.

Is it such a great secret?
How to embody this light…
Yes, we all have our own universe inside ourselves…
All we need do is shade and ink.

With its fingers long and delicate…
A touch as light as a thought…
Whispering there is no such thing as an ending…
And to never be ashamed of the tears in your eyes.

Waking to a new dawn, promising even more…
A beautiful archipelago of blues and greens…
Rich and deep…
Giving us freely the minutes to dismantle the hours.

So, please join me in my journey of earth, wind and sky…
You only need to bring yourself…
Let’s listen to the slosh, slosh, slosh of the waves…
And fall in love with who we are again.

I love you,

Annie

Do you ever think that the problem with life is other people?
So much resistance to your stories and ideas…
I often think the same about cats…
With their whiskered, sneaky faces.

All those slippery movements…
Bearing the fingerprints (paw prints) of mistrust…
Always going in a different direction…
Leaving an unfamiliar bookmark.

For me, these judgments are my own self-indictment…
Chipping away at my peace bit by bit…
Making me lose touch with myself…
Blowing me too and fro without direction.

Let us flush these thoughts!

It’s time to leave base camp and go to a higher summit…
Take a moment to search from where, how and why we are here…
Our souls all have the fingerprints of some other place…
And that is where we all will return.

So, smell the autumn leaves…
Embrace, breathing, eating, sleeping, every gift of life…
It is a language that needs no subtitles…
And love your neighbor as yourself.

I love you,

Annie

I follow the earth (Lao)…
Run freely under the luminous fringes of the clouds…
Soak in the sleepy rain…
All coming from one grand fountain…

The earth is the origin of all things in my world…
Every form of weather…
Everything living, from you and me, to the tiniest of bugs (yum!)
A book of sketches I will never be able to finish.

The earth follows the universe (Lao)…
With more sparkles than a beauty queen’s hair…
Watching us in broad, lingering glances…
With a look of satisfaction.

Every morning She asks us, “Are you ready for the light of this new day?”
To lie on the beds of Fall grass…
Ready to do something that will make you uncomfortable?
Push forward the brilliance of being alive…

The universe follows Her maker (Lao)…
The origin of all things…
The same maker of you and me…
Don’t you see? You are very very special!

I love you,

Annie

With me by your side, you have nothing to fear…
Consider me as a lion protecting your heart…
I can read the wild of your mind…
Crazed and swirling.

Be still, the sea will find its way beneath us…
I know your head is hurting trying to turn so many negatives into positives…
If you hear metal clanking…
It’s only me coming to unlock your cell.

It’s crazy that this world is so beautiful, yet so brutal…
Sometimes it feels like everything is dumped upon you all at once…
Taking you to a place where sometimes words don’t apply…
But don’t despair, I’m here to help you sort it all out.

Let’s consider for a second what has trapped you in this negative state of mind…
I see no tethers, no chains, no locked doors…
There is nothing holding you in this place…
Let go and breath the aromatic air…
Outside, the sky is a perfect blue.

Snuggle closer and open your heart…
Can you now feel a world of wonderful?
Your troubles are nothing that will endure…
All you need is a big hug and an “I love you.”

And I do love you!

Annie

I’m going to tell you something you already know…
You have a marvelous laugh!
It’s not the kind of laugh that should ever be interrupted.
It runs deep all the way to your beautiful being…

It is a force of nature…
Like a campfire throwing light across our faces…
Carrying the mood of mischief and adventure…
As campfires often do.

It always makes terrible things bearable…
Like a healing balm to the heart of your troubles…
It reveals long hidden passages…
And needs to be heard more, everyday.

Your laughter begins at the core of the universe…
From simple, uncomplicated affairs…
Brought to earth by a tale, a movement, a gesture…
Keeping you balanced in this super complicated world…

So today, put aside those complicated, delicate concerns…
Take a deep breath and accept life completely…
Thumb through a memory book with a friend…
And laugh!

I love you,

Annie

Did you know that you are one of a kind?
There is no one in the universe exactly like you…
You feel all your own feelings…
And follow, in your own way, the turning of the master’s wheel.

People recognize themselves in you…
You being kind of a “How to” manual…
They follow your sense of compassion and kindness…
Your hands reaching out to the poor.

You are like a meteor…
Trailing your light against darkened skies…
The heavens rejoicing to see your light…
Still warm from the sun.

So, why can’t you see this?
That you have been made in the image of love itself…
Made with surgical precision…
Why is the only person who can’t see your beauty is yourself?

So spread your wings and fly…
Become that magnificent eagle…
Take the dust sheeting off your heart…
And soar, this world needs you up there!

I love you,

Annie

I love flowers…
They greet me everywhere…
When I look across the water meadow…
The lilies say hello.

Did you know that hidden in each blade of grass is a flower?
You must look closely but yes, they are there…
Even as my eyes scramble across the brambles…
A rogue wildflower waves hello

Never in a single day of my life have I not been greeted by a flower
Even among the highest hilltops…
There are too many hellos, and “I love yous” to stuff in my little brain…
Their voices come from everywhere.

You know, I’ve found it is impossible to improve the heavens…
Look inside yourself and see your intricate beauty…
You are a flower in every intricate detail…
Self doubt makes this garden disappear.

Today, give someone a flower…
It is like giving away a piece of yourself…
It will speak so loudly of who you are…
Bright, beautiful and cheerful.

I love you,

Annie