Excellent Day, Water-Walkers, I’m to share this with YOU. Quiet your mind and open your heart–let it fall on fertile ground. It’s yours to receive or not receive, in Jesus’ Name. Amen. So be it. THE TRUMPET by BILL BURNS: Lift up your heads, My children, and walk with Me. I have not[...]
It’s official! I’ve been commissioned to be the National Honorary Chairperson for SAMHSA 2012 National #Wellness Week 9/17-23. With this honor, the Substance Abuse & Mental Health Services Administration (SAMHSA), commissioned me to write a poem for the nation incorporating this year’s focus and call to action. National Wellness week is in tandem[...]
Prayerfully read this personal message to YOU. THE TRUMPET by BILL BURNS: I say to you, come with boldness; come into My presence; come apart from the world; come as you are. Come and you will be changed. Come and I will show you that which hinders you. Come and I will impart[...]
Sisters4Sisters is the only nonprofit that made it as FINALIST in Prince George’s County, MD. Read eblast or go directly to vote https://apps.facebook.com/carsforgood/ Sisters4Sisters, Inc. is dedicated to the empowerment and life transformation of Women and Girls in Mind, Body and Spirit through enlightening personal and professional development and community outreach in the areas[...]
Thank you for sharing this. I was concerned that more people weren’t commenting or reading; but if I wrote this story just for you and your grandson, I’m blessed beyond measure! God bless you and your grandson heads to toes. I pray that God does for his mother what He did for me. Complete healing[...]
R. Saunders, thanks for reading and asking a question. I love that you took the time. A semi-answer to your question, and I don’t mean this factiously: “Now, that’s his dad’s story to tell or not tell.” Notice later in my story I wrote, “The years passed. He still lived with his grandmother and dad.”[...]
THE TRUMPET by BILL BURNS: The Lord God Himself comes to be one with you. This visitation and that which comes in these days will be overwhelming to you when the fullness of it falls and invades your soul and your spirit. For, the Lord Himself desires to come to you in unexpected ways; in[...]
Water-Walkers’ Talent Showcase (Interested is submitting? Include submission in body of email. Subject: OpenMic. No attachments, please.) The poem, The Golden Child” was submitted with the following note for its’ author and Water-Walker, La Toya Setique’ Green: “I wrote the first one about a young man that I’d met. He, at a young age[...]
WOW Zone Faith-Lift Show with @Stanice Anderson, oldie but still goodie! Discovering Your Flow. I believe God will meet you within the words. Keep in mind, not live; so can’t call in or go to chat room. I’ll keep you posted on upcoming shows. Archived shows are still available for listening. Listen to internet radio[...]
“I found the publisher for my first book, 12-Step Programs: A Resource Guide for Helping Professionals, in the Writer’s Market. I sent query letters and proposals to three publishers. All three asked to see the manuscript. All three offered to publish.” Stanice AndersonWritersMarket.com lists hundreds of book publishers for writers of fiction, nonfiction, poetry, writing[...]
Spiritually Speaking #2: “We don’t have to be knocked out to surrender, if we allow God to guard our lives. We can practice daily surrendering our lives, cares and worries to God. We can welcome Him to provide the guidance and care that we don’t have to be without. this daily surrender is what[...]
Spiritually Speaking: “Staying clean & sober MUST come first. That’s loving God! Obeying & appreciating the gift of recovery. Relapse is a ticket back to the ‘Land of Nevers.’ With sustained recovery, a universe of possibilities is home.” Stanice Anderson
I appreciate you reading, sharing with your networks and commenting on my pieces. Hope is contagious! My passionate purpose is to spread it. Read the Article at HuffingtonPost
Love is Love is One Total aspect of your being finally uncovered, discovered, conquered. Love is Behind our masks of hate Our masks of jealousy Our masks of deceit. Love is you, Love is me. An epic left unproclaimed An hour left unmeasured. Love IS. © 1972 Stanice L. Anderson Poem from Lost Poetry Found[...]
Purchase my books, eBooks, here through my Amazon Author’s Page. All books in one place. CD’s and T-shirts available on my website. Also consider booking Stanice and/or fellow performers for Black History Month (Feb); Women’s History Month; and Poetry Month. Her latest one-woman show, Billie Holiday & Me and/or Walking On Water When The[...]
