Category: Poetry


To Bloom or Not to Bloom

 …and the flower thought, “Today is a GREAT day to BLOOM!” …seedlings dropped and bloomed from that flower, brightening hearts & all the earth with lovely blossoms.   ~Sue Anderson

Like the flower, we have the power within us to “BLOOM”, or remain stagnant.  Choose today to brighten hearts & all you meet throughout the earth.

Sue Anderson, I.T.E.
Certifiably Silly & Positively Amazing TOO!
Certified Peer Specialist, Certified WRAP Facilitator
An-ders-(S)on-shine, Silliness, Stories, Legends, Laughter & Love™
“By perseverance the snail reached the ark.” ~C.H. Spurgeon

Let Your Inner Child Out to Play

Let Your Inner Child Out to Play

As adults we get stuck in the rut of duty; work, chores, etc…
Today, take some time just for YOU & Let your inner child out to play!!

©Sue Anderson, I.T.E., Positively Amazing You!™
Certifiably Silly & Positively Amazing TOO!
Certified Peer Specialist, Certified WRAP Facilitator
An-ders-(S)on-shine, Silliness, Stories, Legends, Laughter & Love™
By perseverance the snail reached the ark. ~C.H. Spurgeon

For every tragedy, there is a cause, one which determines how society defines, relates, accepts, rejects, condemns, etc.

More often than not the media’s first instinct in tragedies caused by others is to look first and foremost for mental illness as a key factor behind someones actions.

Media Sensationalism of Mental Illness has devastating consequences on those who, through no desire or fault of their own carry a diagnosis filled with shame, guilt, fear, and isolation.

I cringe everytime I hear or read the words “the mentally ill…”. This phrase alone casts those living with a mental illness into a group of unfortunate aliens of society. Startling when one considers that one in four persons have some form or another of mental illness.

Rather than casting a stone at mental illness when a tragedy caused by a person strikes, look first at the person, the human being. Consider that persons actions inhumane… and leave it at that.

Perhaps in doing so, healing for those living with a mental illness will become more acceptable, as those living in shame, isolation, or fear feel no condemnation or judgement in seeking the road to recovery, as any PERSON struggling with any sort of problem or illness should feel free to do.

Let’s work together to eliminate the phrase “the mentally ill” remembering those who carry a diagnosis are simply people first and foremost.

©Sue Anderson, I.T.E.
Certifiably Silly & Positively Amazing TOO!
Certified WRAP Facilitator/Peer Support Specialist
An-ders-(S)on-shine, Silliness, Stories, Legends, Laughter, & Love™
“By perseverance the snail reached the ark.” ~C.H. Spurgeon

The Sparks of Hope
©Sue Anderson, 2012

A Poetic Reflection inspired by watching “May I Be Frank”

When you’re feeling as though hope may soon disappear,

It’s okay to feel, go on shed that tear!

From deep within a spark will be struck,

Freeing you from all that muckity junk…

We live in a world filled with gianormous ups and downs,

We stumble, we fumble, we fall & we frown…

Then comes the day when a hand is outstretched,

To give us a boost when we’re feelin so wretched…

Grab hold of that hand, there’s no need to fear…

And soon you will find that’s hope drawing near,

A few tears may fall as the sparks start to rise

Give thanks as those flames of hope birth a brand new sunrise…

Watch as you sparkle, Grow as you shine,

Those flame’s of hope can roast marshmallows just fine!

So let’s gather round this campfire my friends,

Cause where there is hope, the love never ends!

Who’s ready for S’mores?!!

The Sparks of Hope
©Sue Anderson, All Rights Reserved 2012
An-ders-(S)on-shine, Silliness, Stories, Legends, Laughter, & Love™

It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. Ps 18:32

Superheroes in The Merry old Land of Oz

“Of all people, you know who I am… who the world needs me to be.
I’m Wonder Woman & there’s a new journey to be started”
~Wonder Woman / Infinite Crisis #1 ~

For as long as I can remember, the Wizard of Oz has been one of my all-time favorite movies. When I was in Illinois, I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw that someone had decked out a Christmas Tree in Wizard of Oz memorabilia, complete with a wicked witch flying overhead.

I LOVE the Wizard of Oz story line, and most especially the parable it paints for me; That of Dorothy, The Lion, Tin Man, & Scarecrow, and Dorothy’s little dog Toto’s journey to Oz, the answers they seek, and the method of which they find them.

Those of you, who’ve gotten to know me, know about my fascination with Wonder Woman. I love the quote above because it reminds me that sometimes I still fall into that role of being that person “the world needs me to be”, rather than simply being myself. When I do this, much like “The Eagle & the Chicken” story I found recently, I let myself down. I chuckle as I remember “I’ve Gotta Be Meeeeee” from the Wonder Woman stories I’ve written!! Just being myself is SO much better!!

One night, I was out shopping for a few things, including some t-shirts for my husband. As Art in my mind is MY Superhero or Superman to me, anytime I find Superman memorabilia, I get if for him. The first of these was a Superman Lunchbox. He now has quite the Superman wardrobe & accessories collection, the latest addition was a pair of “Clark Kent glasses”. One of his co-workers is quite envious of his collection. When Art wore his “Clark Kent glasses” at work one day, his co-worker begged to know where to get them.

Anyhow, there I was hunting t-shirts for my hubby when I suddenly ran across the funniest Superhero t-shirt, and thought…. This one’s for ME! It’s been on my chair at work in the room where my regular desk is, adding humor to the office. I got to thinking; I need to figure out a way to work this into something… I’m not sure what yet, but was certain it would come at just the right time.

When the Inspiration struck… I knew I was on to something… not all of the pieces were there, but I was on the “yellow brick road” so to speak. Picture if you will Wonder Woman, Superman, Batman, or Spiderman on a journey to Oz. How do you picture them getting there? To help you along, I have a little ditty that I came up with for this purpose….

Somewhere over the rainbow
Super-man flies
And I simp-ply must wonder
If Superman ever cries

Somewhere out in the forest,
Lions Roar
And for each lovely lion there’s
A Tiger who longs to soar

Someday I’ll look up in the sky
And wonder why the clouds are far behind me
And sure enough I will see
They’re there ‘cause I – coullllld beeee Meeeee

This was sparked by a burning question that ran through my mind. “If Wonder Woman were Queen of the Forest, Would she “Follow the Yellow Brick Road”?

Without mentioning why, I asked that burning question of just about anyone I could think of… Listed below are some of the answers I received. I LOVED that people actually answered!! Yours may be listed, in which case I thank you ever so kindly for sharing!!

  • Of course not, she’d fly!
  • She’s Wonder Woman, she knows EVERYTHING!
  • She created it, she rules it! That’s the Queen!
  • No, she would rip it up and make a new road.
  • Why is there a yellow brick road in a forest?
  • Why would she need to go to Oz? She doesn’t have any issues… Does she?
  • No, why would she have to… Wonder Woman is Queen of the Jungle.
  • No, Wonder Woman wouldn’t need to go to Oz because she already holds the title of Queen.
  • She wouldn’t follow the yellow brick road, she would make so many new roads and pathways and each would look different, be different with each having a different end result!
  • Wonder Woman would follow every branch of the Yellow Brick Road that Dorothy did not.

If you havwn’t yet answered the floor is open… If you DID answer and your answer isn’t listed above, and I read or heard it, KNOW that I loved it. Anyhow, MY theory didn’t come until I explored a bit, some of this included taking into account the answers I received.

In my mind because of the storyline, I would imagine Wonder Woman, Superman, etc., in whatever mode of travel they preferred to use, following the yellow brick road. I’m CERTAIN Wonder Woman would find something useful in the Merry Old Land of Oz; I also very much like the thought of Wonder Woman building new roads, paths, etc., thus expanding her Kingdom – And I think to myself… 😉

Next, I got to thinking about the strengths of not only the Main Characters in the Wizard of Oz, but those of the Superheroes themselves. There’s something we can learn from them all… at least I THINK there must be, why else would we have them?

What were Dorothy, Toto & crew in search of? What do Superheroes have that the Wizard of Oz characters didn’t? How do you think they came to be superheroes? Would you consider any of the crew headed down the yellow brick road a superhero in some way or another? Why or why not?

In case you were wondering, the t-shirt that sent the internal marbles of my brain spinning bore the following caption: “Superheroes have issues too!” It has little pictures of the various DC/Marvel Comic Superheroes, beneath each one is listed their designated issue.

If there were any doubt left in my mind on the imperfection of Superheroes, it was quickly snuffed out when I did an internet search for a simple listing of each Superhero & their issues that were displayed on the shirt.

It was during that search that I ran across some videos on the “Barely Political” You Tube channel… “Super Therapy”! – I HAD to watch The Wonder Woman episode first, followed by the rest. I gotta tell ya, I absolutely loved them! Some are a little bit out there, but they’re all in good fun. Yes indeedy, Superheroes are not immune to the issues any of us face.

Regardless of what we do in life, we all struggle with something. The answers may lie hidden within us as was the case of the main characters in the Wizard of Oz or, we might need to seek outside help as they did from Oz.

In addition, we all have within us strengths, gifts, and talents & abilities. Much like those of the Superheroes, they are unique, often enhanced when utilized in conjunction another’s.

I have since decided that, the strongest thread we have with the main characters of the Wizard of Oz & those Superheroes… That is, that We all operate best when we use our strengths, gifts, talents & abilities, empowering one another with support and encouragement, while standing strong for what we believe in.

The greatest gift we can give ourselves and each other is to step beyond our fears, calling the “Oz’s of our lives” out on the carpet “from behind the curtain”, look them straight in the eye as we let our voices be heard while respectfully demanding that which we need to soar. Maybe as we do so, some of us will be heard singing….

Whether I’m right, or whether I’m wrong,
Whether I find a place in this world or never belong
I’ve gotta be mee
I’ve gotta be meeeeeeee…

I’ve got a bucket of water standing by, just waiting for that Wicked Ole Witch, perhaps instead of using it, I’ll simply send her soaring, maybe she just needs to be accepted & allowed to be herself too!! Could it be that she may be singing “I’ve gotta be me” right along with us someday?! 🙂

Superheroes in the Merry Old Land of Oz
©Sue Anderson 2012 – All Rights Reserved
~Sue An-ders-(S)on-shine, Silliness, Stories, Legends, Laughter & Love™ ~
It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. Ps.18:32

Less than a week ago I had a rather hair raising adventure. It was one of those adventures I TRULY could do without, uncomfortable would be an understatement as to how to classify it, so I have dubbed it “hair raising”.

Looking back, the oddity is that I’ve had similar experiences in the past, but it’s been a very VERY long time, yet the intensity of this one hit me like a ton of bricks, causing an anxiety attack that brought about gut wrenching sobs.

It started, the night before, at least that’s when I was aware that it had started. The next morning my husband found me curled up in my step-daughters bedroom (she still has a room here for when she wants to spend the night or, spend extra time with us, etc) So my poor husband thought he’d done something wrong. I reassured him that he hadn’t, and did the best I could to explain what was going on.

When I got in the shower to get ready for work, the noise of THAT bothered me SO much, it frustrated the bejeebers out of me. After I got out of the shower I began pacing, wondering what in the hell was going on. I remember at one point trying to shake it off, as though it was making my skin crawl, the anxiety level was that high.

I sent an email off to my supervisor that I was running late, due to an internal traffic jam. No sooner had I hit send, my anxiety level heightened, guilt set in only making it worse, and within seconds my internal traffic jam became a unrelenting roadblock. It was almost as if “internally” I had just slammed into a mack truck.

Knowing at that point I was going to be even more delayed, Sobbing with each keystroke & with every ounce of strength in me, I sent out a second email to my supervisor. “More like a darned road block, trying to work it out”. The “f” word would have been a more fitting descriptive word to use for the situation, but I couldn’t bring myself to that level outside of my head. Funny how some things just won’t come out eh?

I did everything I could possibly think of to get myself out of it, phoned several of my “personal support team” if you will, and got voicemail everywhere. I didn’t leave messages, I simply could not handle it. Eventually I decided to take a second shower, rather a way of starting the day over if you will. Music & writing are 2 of my favorite and treasured wellness tools… In my head as I headed in for that second shower was what I decided to sing as I got in;

“I’ve got the power, to get in the shower”

I don’t know how long I was in that shower, but I added to that first line as it came in bits & spurts. The tears really started to flow somewhere along the line and I was really glad that there was nobody home to hear my uncontrollable sobs, I didn’t try to hold it in as I would have done once upon a time, I just let it flow. Those tears made it into my lyrics…

I’ve got the power, to get in the shower…
Fake it til you make it is what they say,
And I can do quite good on most any bad day,
But sometimes it seems that it’s harder than hell,
 No matter WHAT you do, you’re still not feelin well.

Then before to long you’re caught in a jam,
 When suddenly you find yourself in la la land Singin
 La La LaLa La La, La La LaLa La La La La
 La La LaLa La La, La La LaLa La La La La
 Gettin Jiggy Wit It… Freakin!

Totally tweakin and I started to cry
 Just lettin it go as I wondered why…

There are bits and pieces of the words I came up with that have totally escaped my mind… I catch glimpses every now and then, but am never quite quick enough to grab ahold of them. Perhaps it’s enough that I’ve remembered as much as I did.

Not long after I had gotten out of that second shower, I got a call back from one of my personal supporters, despite the fact I hadn’t left a message. She listened without judgement, we brainstormed over some of the possible causes, and by the end of the call I was emotionally & physically drained. I had crawled back under the covers as we talked, and once the call ended I had decided some extensive self care was what this day called for; soothing music, some warm tea, and perhaps a nap – at home, Gave myself permission to do the best possible thing for me, and sent off the final email of the day to my supervisor; informing her of my plan for the day, and my needs for a better day the next.

Several hours later I had a post op for appointment regarding some oral surgery I’d had the week before. Leaving from my appointment I noticed a billboard with the following quote:

 “All work and no play, creates for us an early grave,
ME Time is Essential”

Though I’m still experiencing some difficulty I DID make it to work the next day, despite the fact that I overslept. Ordinarily, this would have caused me to hit the ground running. So I did the next best thing, I calmly & methodically went about readying myself for the day to ensure that #1, I would make it to work, and #2, I wouldn’t be all stressed when I arrived.

I’m hoping this will all blow over soon, but in the meantime, I have an appointment with my doctor early in the week to have some tests run as a precautionary measure.

Do you experience hyper-sensitivity to noise and such? Does it leave you unable to think clearly, formulate a thought, or cause you to overthink or overfocus? If so, is there anything in particular that you’ve found helpful that you feel comfortable sharing with another straggler in this Journey of Life?

Silliness USUALLY works for me on just about everything – with one exception that I’m aware of…. THIS incident, and it’s continuing effects…

The Essential “ME Time” – One Days Remedy for a Dreadful Noise
©Sue Anderson, All Rights Reserved 2011
An-ders-(S)on-shine, Silliness, Stories, Legends, Laughter, & Love™
It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. Ps.18:32

On that day they will say to Jerusalem, “Do not fear, Zion; do not let your hands hang limp. The LORD your God is with you, the Mighty Warrior who saves. He will take great delight in you; in his love he will no longer rebuke you, but will rejoice over you with singing.” “I will remove from you all who mourn over the loss of your appointed festivals, which is a burden and reproach for you.” ~Zephaniah 3:16-18 (NIV)

– Watch on Youtube 🙂

This Is My God’s World
Sing to the tune of “It’s a Small, Small World”
Words Revised by Sue Anderson – 2011
An-ders-(S)on-shine, Silliness, Stories, Legends, Laughter, & Love™

It’s a World of Triumph
A World of Blame
It’s a World Where There’s No Need
To Stay Bound In Shame
For His Blood Has Been Shed
He Hath Risen From the Dead
This is My God’s World

This is God’s World After All
In His Arms Is THE Place to Fall
This is God’s World After All
This is My God’s World

It’s a World of Laughter
A World of Cheer
So Then Where Do I Go
When I am Stricken With Fear?
In His Name I Shall Hide
Till My Fears All Subside
This is My God’s World

(Repeat Chorus)

It’s a World of Right Foots
A World of Lefts
With the Hokey Pokey
There Are No Sure Bets
Then God Turns Me Around
Takes My Eyes Off the Ground
This is My God’s World

(Repeat Chorus)

It’s a World of Singing
A World of Fun
There are Things to Do
When There Are Weeks With No Sun
In the Rain I Will Dance
And Perhaps Take a Chance
This is My God’s World

(Repeat Chorus)

It’s a World of Triumph
A World of Blame
It’s a World Where There’s No Need
To Stay Bound In Shame
For His Blood Has Been Shed
He Hath Risen From the Dead
This is My God’s World

(Repeat Chorus x2)

(Enthusiastically End With)
This is God’s World After All!!!

For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe, I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings. For you, God, have heard my vows; you have given me the heritage of those who fear your name. ~Psalm 61:3-5 (NIV)

You, LORD, keep my lamp burning; my God turns my darkness into light. With your help I can advance against a troop; with my God I can scale a wall. As for God, his way is perfect: The LORD’s word is flawless; he shields all who take refuge in him. For who is God besides the LORD? And who is the Rock except our God? It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. He makes my feet like the feet of a deer; He causes me to stand on the heights. He trains my hands for battle; my arms can bend a bow of bronze. You make your saving help my shield, and your right hand sustains me; your help has made me great. You provide a broad path for my feet, so that my ankles do not give way. ~Psalm 18:28-36 (NIV)

I love you, LORD, my strength. The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. I called to the LORD, who is worthy of praise and I have been saved from my enemies. ~Psalm 18:1-3 (NIV)

This Is My God’s World
©Sue Anderson, All Rights Reserved 2011
An-ders-(S)on-shine, Silliness, Stories, Legends, Laughter, & Love™
It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. Ps.18:32

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It’s the Little Things That Count

 Joy is the will which labors, which overcomes obstacles, which knows triumph. ~William Butler Yeats 

Yesterday I was reminded of some little things that bring me joy. 

· Hot Chocolate
· Dancing
· More Chocolate 🙂
· Singing
· Spending time with friends and family 

As I drove to work this morning, I noticed a little girl around 10 or 12 running along side her Mother who was in a wheelchair, (at least I imagine it was her Mother). I couldn’t help but notice the look of joy they both had on their faces. Mom’s chair was not electric, the fact that her daughter had to run to keep up with her as Mom spun those wheels struck me with amazement, awe, and a deep feeling of joy for them both. What they had, was priceless. 

Often times we look so hard, and so long at the obstacles we find ourselves in the midst of, we sometimes forget to take a little time out for what I like to call “Joy breaks”.  Joy is something that helps give us the will to overcome our obstacles so that in the end, we triumph over them.  I’m sure I don’t have to tell you that sometimes this is easier said than done. 

Yet when we look at the time we spend alone… gazing out the window, or wondering what on earth to do, we can easily be overcome with a feeling of boredom. 

“Boredom before the fact is just a defense against enthusiasm.” ~Robert Bly 

Last week I was asked to bring some “fun activities” to an afternoon retreat. Since this group focused on mental health, I decided for one of the fun activities that we’d play “Mental Health Recovery Bingo”, and so I stopped on my way to pick up a few fun prizes which included, Hula Hoops, Hand Clappers, Silly String, and Gigantic Bright Orange Sunglasses. I also brought along a couple of my favorite karaoke songs and my little mini karaoke machine. (Of course I could NOT forget my Pom-Poms) 

As I wrote this, I couldn’t help but chuckle at the memory of these people who have become so very dear to me, dancing, & singing, while enjoying their prizes… And Yes, Just for the Record, that DID include hula-hooping!! I even loaned my pom-poms out…. The only thing I didn’t see was the silly string flying (Probably a GOOD thing!!) 

This was an afternoon that I found a lot of joy in, not only because of the enjoyment I saw that came from my contribution, but moreso because as soon as I walked in, I heard the music this group had gathered in a circle to make. It wasn’t anything fancy, a variety of drums, shakers, and other musical pieces, with everyone playing at their own pace, and yet it lightened and lifted the clouds I’d felt just moments before. 

Joy can be found in a variety of ways, so take some time to think about, and make a list of those things that bring YOU joy. Then challenge yourself to take at LEAST 10 minutes a day for a joy break, I can almost guarantee it’ll lighten your spirits. 

It’s The Little Things That Count
©Sue Anderson, All Rights Reserved 2010 – 2011
An-ders-(S)on-shine, Silliness, Stories, Legends, Laughter, & Love™
It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. Ps.18:32

Chaos, Dancing, and Relaxation

One must have chaos in oneself in order to give birth to a dancing star.

~Friedrich Nietzsche

Chaos & dancing… What DO they have in common? Have you ever taken a dance class? A very dear friend of mine was sharing the other day about his experience of attending one not long ago.

He concentrated SO hard, on the moves… and was SO focused, his eyes bugged out (or at least they did when he was demonstrating his concentration during the telling of his story). His partner laughed, and when questioned, she replied… “I can SEE the wheels turning in his head”. An awkward moment for him, a great example for me!

Chaos is something I’m very familiar with. I’ve lived with it most of my life in some fashion or another, If I knew that was all I needed to be a dancing star – I could already have been on Dancing with the Stars!! lol

Ohhhh that chaos, what it does to us… churns us inside out and makes us feel all clenched inside and honestly, when I think about it, it’s rather like an anxiety thing…

So if I took a lesson from this, I’d know beyond a doubt, I just need to relax. I thought perhaps we could do a bit of that today…. Just relax….

Let your mind wander… As I type, my mind hears the words…

♫ Relax! Don´t do it When you want to go to it… Relax don’t do it… When you want to go ♫

Why is it I wonder, that a song about relaxing has me feeling like dancing… It’s chaos I tell you, total, utter chaos!! lol

What is it that you enjoy doing for yourself that helps you to relax? What style of dancing do you enjoy the most? Though we have no music, we can sing the songs we need to sing while we try out each of your favorite dances. Off key singing, is HIGHLY encouraged!

Okay, everybody up…. Let’s start with the first favorite dance style mentioned…. Disco!! Ready??

I-I-I-I’m Stayin Alive, Stayin Alive, I-I-I-I’m Stayin Aliiiiiiiive, I’m staying alive

Alright, now that we’re all dancing stars, what can you use from this experience that will get you through the next week? As for me, I think when I get home each night, I’m going to try to remember how much fun this was, turn on some music, and do a little dancing with, or without the broom… and maybe, just maybe, I’ll singing along, off key on purpose!!

Incidentally, I married the dear friend on January 1, 2011

Chaos, Dancing, and Relaxation
©Sue Anderson, All Rights Reserved 2010 – 2011
An-ders-(S)on-shine, Silliness, Stories, Legends, Laughter, & Love™
Dedicated to My Beloved Hubby Sir Arthur Anderson – aka Artonio the Dancin Machine –
It is God who arms me with strength and make my way perfect. Ps.18:32

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