Angela Gerber
Bio
I am an Artist. I love to write, draw, make jewelry, photography, and paint. I am also into the healing arts and metaphysical world. My dream is to write short stories while traveling- living on the road. Tips are appreciated- Thank you :)
Stories (7)
Filter by community
Empath Awareness
As a child growing up in the 80's with the ADD Revolution on the rise, parents were desperately trying to figure out why their children were "different". My mother had me evaluated, the doctor said that I had ADD or "ADHD", and I was instantly put on Ritalin. That was a decision that created a divide in the relationship between my mother and her sister. Her sister, my aunt, did not agree with the medication Ritalin. I'm not completely convinced that she even believed in the diagnosis. Today, I am not completely convinced ADHD is what was happening with me or most children in those days. The symptoms that were used to diagnose ADD/ADHD in children and adults in my opinion were the result of Empath tendencies.
By Angela Gerber4 years ago in Psyche
Life With My Human
Life With My Human I wake up and paw at my snout, wipe my eyes, and stretch. I offer the idea of a little yoga by doing my downward doggies and tip toe in just a little closer awaiting for her eyes to open. That is when I know I am allowed to act all crazy, licking her face, and doing my little wiggle.
By Angela Gerber4 years ago in Petlife
"Thaw Creatures Part 2"
Preface The owl of encouragement had been a symbol throughout time of wisdom and knowledge with supernatural powers. It is said that when you see an owl you are to treat it like a sign from the ancients. It was a sign that you were playing an important role in time because owls were the Ultimate Observer; consciousness itself looking upon you in moments of greatness. So, when the time were to come and Acer's mom had to let him go, she was confident it would be the right path because there was an owl who showed up every evening just after dusk at the cave barn next to the gardens she tended to. It started the day that Acer & Gunther, the Green Dragon, fell into a deep meditation. "It is a sign," she said to herself, even though being a mom, she did not really want to let him go. Acer was her only son and the only family she had left in this entire world, and the events unfolding in front of her were terrifying.
By Angela Gerber4 years ago in Fiction
A Resolution Recipe for Sleep
A recipe for sleep is a combination of the perfectly measured out ingredients, the magic and dedication of the cook, and the atmosphere of which the sleep is created. Much like making bread it takes time, a good sense of knowing when the dough has been kneaded just the right amount, and when to place it in the oven to bake. Much like sleep, miss an ingredient and the dough could never rise to perfection and bake well enough to be edible. It is a careful balance that if accomplished correctly, delicious dreams could be a slice of bread covered in butter and melting in your mouth.
By Angela Gerber4 years ago in Lifehack
Father
Father “We haven’t had enough time,” I whispered under my breath while standing in that hospice wishing my father could speak to me. I could see the expression on his face, and I could tell he wanted to say something so badly, but his body was so broken down from the cancer that he could not speak.
By Angela Gerber4 years ago in Families
Thaw Creatures
Introduction Living Conditions It is the year 2097 and almost 73% of the Polar Ice Caps have melted since the completion of "The Vast Shift". In 2032 the Earth's axis completely switched polarities and melted the glaciers. Most of what is the northern part of North America is at the North pole and under what is remaining of ice. The sun moved closer to the Earth and humans are unable to live above ground. They can soak up the suns energy and grow food in the shade, but if a living being were to step into the direct sun, they would receive major fourth-degree burns.
By Angela Gerber4 years ago in Fiction
The Journey
The Journey I walked along the lake side early one summers morning. I remember all the trees and how the rising sun shined through the break in the leaves that created a portal of memories through my mind. Your thoughts can take you on any adventure if you just close your eyes and vision where you want to go. So, I laid down a blanket under a tree near the swift running water and let my mind run free.
By Angela Gerber4 years ago in Fiction
