Skip to main content

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. 



~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~ 
Labels:

Comments

  1. Kimberly duboiseAugust 9, 2017 at 3:59 PM

    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!

    ReplyDelete
  2. UnknownAugust 29, 2017 at 5:27 AM

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

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

IMAGINE A WOMAN by Patricia Lynn Reilly

  This poem invites you to look upon yourself with loving kindness… Gazing at your own true reflection, you will discover that everything you have longed for “out there” is already within you! I invite you to love your creativity fiercely. Faithfully plant seeds, allowing under-the-ground dormant seasons, nurturing your creative garden with love and gratitude. In the fullness of time, the green growing things thrust forth from the ground. It's a faithful, trustworthy process. AND it takes time and patience.  Blessed is the fruit of your creative womb! I invite you to trust your vision of the world and express it. With wonder and delight, paint a picture, create a dance, write a book, and make up a song. To give expression to your creative impulses is as natural as your breathing. Create in your own language, imagery, and movement. Follow no script. Do not be limited by the customary way things have been expressed. Your creative intuition is original. Gather
18 comments
Read more

IMBOLC by Caroline Mellor

The inspiration for this poem came after I watched a magical winter sunset and full moonrise from the top of Firle Beacon in the South Downs... Unusually for me, I wrote the poem quite quickly and changed it very little before publishing it – perhaps the energies were working through my pen! Imbolc is the mid-point between the winter solstice and the spring equinox. It’s a fire festival which I particularly love because of its associations with Brigid, the Celtic Mother Goddess of arts and crafts, clear sight, healing, inspiration and nurturance of creative talents – something which, through my writing, I am always trying to connect with.  I also love Imbolc because, with so much darkness and negativity in the world today, it is a time for hope, potential, visioning and initiation. With love and blessings as the light returns. Photography by Chanel Baran IMBOLC    by Caroline Mellor I am the dream of awakening. I am the returning of the night.  I am the tough green
1 comment
Read more

WINTER SOLSTICE: A GIFT OF LOVE by Carolyn Riker

I’ve had several days now of alone time… It is unusual and a gift that I couldn’t see until I breathed it. I have been able to watch the sun’s rise through the grey of dawn and smile at the flickers of frost melting on the waving boughs of evergreen. It’s unique to follow daylight as it traverses the tempo of a cat’s soft slumbering purr. Night comes swifter and the glow of candles and the flames of fire comfort me more than the steady stream of always-doing-more. As much as I resisted, I needed this break. I had no idea how much my body was trying to tell me   slow down   until the exhaustion settled in around my joints. My eyes swam in molasses. Heaviness of I-can’t-hold-out-much-long, walked me to the throne of my nest. It’s winter’s gift of self-nurturing and love. It’s been a quiet proclamation of femininity and a need for comfort foods. Lemon crisps and cranberry, white-chocolate shortbread dipped in tea; I felt a hint of being pampered without
5 comments
Read more