If you spell guru out loud you will hear, ” Gee You Are You.” All that we need to guide us through life is a connection to our truest self. Any decision we make that is based on someone else’s  belief will have consequences that might be good in the short term but eventually will fail us. If you don’t know what to believe or who to trust, you have probably lost your ability to trust yourself. You were born with that ability and all you need to know lives within your own heart.

imagesDon’t Call Me Eve and Then Curse Adam

Don’t credit me for your successes then curse me for your failures.

My job is just to point to the apple.

I have no role in whether you bite or not.

Make a choice and let the consequences teach you the next step.

If you think your choices don’t matter,

Ask yourself why the ancients created all those gods to worship —-

They wanted a puppeteer to blame or sing praises to.

Even then, no one wanted responsibility

And no one understood the Great Mystery.

That hasn’t changed.

The words fate and destiny speak of interconnection,

But we just want control —-

Someone else to bite the apple

So we can say, “See, I told you so.”

If our paths cross and you credit fate

Because all you found here was love,

Will you blame me when I’m gone?

Look inside yourself for the answers,

Trust that any choice you make will have consequences,

Good or bad, own them.

Don’t call me Eve and then curse Adam.

I bit the apple because I wanted its sweetness.

He bit the apple because he didn’t want to be alone.

Don’t feel sorry for either of us,

We navigated the consequences well

Even if the story people still tell about us

Is that we created hell.

Hell is real but we each create our own.


© 2016 Bessie Adams Senette


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Bessie Senette

Bessie Senette is nine and a half months pregnant waiting on the birth of Cutting the Clouds: a Bayou Mystic’s Poems, Musings, and Imaginings – an autobiographical collection of poems and essays about the life and culture of her bayou upbringing and the spirituality that informs her traditional healing gifts. 
A high-spirited, creative, solemn, and above all joyous woman, she celebrates her birthday for the entire month of August, otherwise known as the Besstival. Anyone born in August is welcomed as a Besstivite. The High Feast day of the Besstival (Bessie’s actual birthday) is known as the Besstiva. 

When her Muse is not in the mood to muse, she cooks. Bessie’s home is an oasis of hospitality, and yet her husband, Tom, calls it a fortress of solitude. Somehow it works. She works as a supplemental grandmother and primary Mimsie to Eden and Noah, five grand pups and one cat. 
As an ordained minister, she officiates an ecumenical liturgy for a small congregation of like-minded and just “slightly” wacky folk who are lovingly referred to as the Bessbyterians. 
Bessie is a polydactyl poet, born with six toes on her left foot. Some of her friends think she should have a reality TV show but she insists that it would have to be an UnReality show. All are certain the ratings would be astronomical.

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