Time Experience Thoughts

Mothers of Eve, Expansion  By Scott L. Vanatter, May 8, 2016, Mother’s DayPoem for Carrie and Sydney -- and their Mother. (Original minimalist version written November 15-17, 2015.) Like their Mother: Three Agencies INHERENT  Deep within each of them exits their very own, individual Inherent Agency.    Since time immemorial they have possessed this power.   It propels them on. Choosing. Acting. Becoming.    Because they exist, it is there. It was always there. It is always there. It will always be there.     This uncovered power reveals their very own personal eternal yearning.      Yearning for good, for improvement, for progression. (Having been Prepared from Eternity, they are now Fulfilling their Destiny, and Forging their Eternal Identity. // Chosen they are. They act with real Intent. Freely they Consent to eternal verities. In Descending to Earth, they Ascend to Heaven. Having been Sent, they prepare and send ...

Mothers of Eve  Scott L. Vanatter, November 15-17, 2015, Poem for Carrie & Sydney (and their Mother) Like their Mother I. Inherent (Agency) Prepared from Eternity Fulfilling her Destiny Forging her Identity   Chosen, Intent, Consent   Descent, Ascent   Sent What can be seen, she sees Perceiving even the unseen Turning the Key   Precision, Decision   Knowledge   Vision II. Inherited (Agency) Choice(s) pondered Outcomes considered Decisions remembered   Creation, Pilgrim, Children   Kingdom, Queendom   Wisdom    Courage -- enough and to spare III. Acquired (Agency) Experience (authentic), her empowerment Fullness (progressing), her endowment Glory (realized), her legacy   Generation, Relation, Exaltation   Maternal/Eternal   Life ~ Like their Mother I. Mirrors of the Divine   Heart and Mind II. Not t...

The Center Through the heart and words of a natural mother AND through the heart and works of a natural genealogist, Mom (Grandma Dot) is at the very center of all that is important. Connecting our hearts and the generations.    Looking back (and forward), seeing past an earthy veil    Into the heart. Love no longer lost, the chain no longer frail,     Is now rebuilt and an inherent part . . . Of those we knew. But being separated     Here in our own time . . . And forgotten. Are now recovered and remembered --     With faint inklings sublime. Weak links, now strong. Those long asleep, now awakening,     No longer alone. She, at the center point of our shared existence, connecting     Our Hearts and the Generations. Now one -- and known. (Poem by Scott L. Vanatter, written Feb. 26, 2014, in honor of my Mother’s 80th birthday.)

As Always (Daughter, Sister, Wife, Mother, Grandmother, Great Grandmother, Friend and Genealogist) Every word she speaks Every time we meet . . . No wonder we seek Acceptance, received As always so freely And consistently     Offered No trouble, no matter our grieving There's no end to her reaching     Our souls Never doubting, we believe Nothing wavering, we cleave     Unto her, naturally This is no Dream, but Real . . . And we see     Her Eternally By Scott L. Vanatter, poem written Feb. 25, 2012 for my Mother's 78th birthday.