Anne Shirley Toth Tribute

How much time has passed since I've seen her last? I do not know, but yet I wait for her.
I love to see her coming around the cornor with a smile on her face and the breeze carring her laughter.
So long gone now.
I am filled with regrets. Regrets of not spending more time with her. Regrets of the time I spent with her when I chose to disagree with her and be mad at her. Surely she must know now that I was not in my right mind at the time.
I walk the woods looking for her, the light in her eyes.
I listen at the waters edge, still I do not hear from her.
How long is this end?
I wait and I hope in my heart for the time when she and I will reunite and be friends once again.
Dear sweet Anne Shirely how long has it been.

Anne was one of two of my guardian angels in life. I'll leave it at that.

Happy Birthday, Annie. I often think of you and what a beautiful person you were. Since today is your birthday, I thought I'd say "Hi, Annie. Love ya!"

... we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.

Two years and it feels like you were just here, helping cook the thanksgiving feast, wrapping gifts for the holidays...and going for a drive to see the lights on the falls or in the park.
We miss you mom - and we miss charlie too.

We first met when I took a tarot card class with her, I was invited to join her at her Friday night radio shows after which we would dine at the East Indian Restaurant sharing many stories and laughs. When I came to her for my Astrology Chart she literally saved my life by telling me I was going to be an Non-Traditional Art Teacher and if I didn't find a way to release the earthquake of old, buried emotions I would end up having a nervous breakdown or worse.

I thought she was wrong about the Art thing, I knew in my heart that she was right about the buried emotions. The proof of this was coming out in bouts of skin rashes that couldn't be explained by the medical profession.

I was drawn to a little town on Lake Huron called Southampton... I picked up a cheap pad of paper /a set of markers... went back to my room to prove her wrong. Ever since I have been both doing and teaching what has become Art from the Heart Adventures. It was like I opened my heart and it all came gushing out . WOW!

When I went back to see Anne again, while I was waiting in the little cabin where she did her readings, I set up close to 70 of the heartworks I had done in just 6 short months and she was truly appreciative of the powerful presentation. As usual she was humble about having been the catalyst for this life saving change saying I had a choice to make and made it. She was proud of me though and that meant a lot.

I mention how Anne saved my life at most of my workshops and talks and thank her for being so frank about the change I needed to make. In April of this year I went back to Southampton to teach the techniques I was guided to develop in the same room years ago and once more told the participants how a wonderful pyschic friend made this all possible.

Until we meet again, Dear ANNE, whereever that might be.
Love & Light, Carolyn Shannon