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GO SWIFTLY NOW by Anita Neilson

Today is Mother’s Day in the UK…

I occasionally have tinges of sadness around Mother’s Day as I was not blessed with children this time around, when it seems that “everyone else” around me is receiving cards, flowers, gifts, breakfast in bed, and hugs and kisses from children and grand-children.  

Once upon a time, however, in my early twenties, I was briefly pregnant. Some people believe that we can still be connected energetically with this other soul throughout our lives unless and until we release this soul. This is exactly what I did recently at a healing session. I was overwhelmed by the surge of emotion and loss, which unexpectedly took me over. It caught me by surprise, as I hadn’t given this event a second thought since it happened so many years ago.

So I wrote the following poem about it, as I also reminded myself of all the blessings I have in my life. And comforted myself with the thought that I am learning newer and newer lessons every day.



Go Swiftly Now
by Anita Neilson

I said goodbye to you this week:
The child that never was.
The ties that bound us
so sweetly entwined
through my veins and thoughts.
Such joyful sadness:
To send you on your way,
that you might bring love
to another one day.
Go swiftly now
lest I turn and reach for you:
The child that never was.
May the Angels pave the way
for our souls to meet again
and embrace once more
in eternal love.
The old woman in me
blesses and thanks you,
and sends you on your way,
and the young girl in me
can now heal and mend.




Anita Neilson is a Writer, Spiritual Poet and Blogger. A graduate in languages, she travelled, lived and worked in Europe before a career in teaching in Scotland.  She has M.E. and Fibromyalgia and is now a self-employed writer.  She lives in Ayrshire, in the west of Scotland, with her husband and two dogs. For more information, visit her blog ‘Healing Words’: Facebook Page; and FB Closed Group ‘Acts of Kindness from your Armchair’. Her debut book, "Acts of Kindness from your Armchair", will be published in 2017 by Ayni Books. 



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Comments

  1. Nice to meet you! Enjoyed your poem. Your work is so heartfelt. That is why I write and read, too! To express deep emotion...
    Wishing you well!

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  2. Thank you Kimberley for your lovely words. I must check out your work too! Much love and blessings. Anita

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