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WALKING HER HOME

Adrift. That’s the word that floated into my teary vision as I sat in my car outside the facility my mother has resided in for the past seven years. These after-visit pauses have become part…

MelindaAugust 30, 2021

Death and Dying Love Meditation Mindfulness Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing

Conversations with a Ghost

A Dead Friend Speaks Almost a year into my exit from flesh, what we call, when embodied, death, You talk to me, wonder if I help when you struggle and worry, soothe when you rage…

MelindaJune 15, 2021

Art Cairns Cats Death and Dying Love Mindfulness Nature Poem Poetry Spirituality Women's Issues Writing

My home is host to little altars everywhere honoring lives lived, seasons arriving and leaving, the hundred sparks of grace and wonder, sorrow and understanding that pock and foliate hours and years squeezed into the…

MelindaDecember 29, 2020

Love Mindfulness Poem Spirituality Writing

Medicament

Medicament This morning’s waking, tight and tender to the touch, felt like neck ache, and all along the spine of this day my heart climbed and slid, ridge-riding the grief and uncertainty of these past…

MelindaSeptember 2, 2020

Art Autism Bink Cairns Death and Dying Family Love Mindfulness Parenting Spirituality Writing

Gifts and Visitations

It’s been just over a month since my dear friend and soul sister Marina died, after a quick and nasty tussle with appendiceal cancer. She visits my consciousness daily, in ways both fleeting and substantial.…

MelindaJuly 31, 2020

Autism Bink Death and Dying Family Love Meditation Mindfulness Nature Spirituality Writing

Dragonflies

Image by Rona Kline As I write this, my dear friend Marina lies dying in a lovely room inside the oldest house in an historic and pretty New Hampshire town. A wonderful woman who worked…

MelindaJune 26, 2020

Art Autism Bink Cats Death and Dying Love Writing

Collateral Sorrow

Art by Marina Powdermaker It’s been a time of times, a steady landslide of uncertainties. Yes, the Covid, the shutdown. Yes, Bink and so many other adults with disabilities being home all day every day…

MelindaMay 20, 2020

Family Love Mindfulness Nature Poem Poetry Singing Writing

When all this is over…

WHEN THIS IS OVER Bring bread, chewy and warm, wrapped in that red checkered tablecloth that always sings picnic, which is short for happy family, easy friendships, peace and plenty in our town state country…

MelindaApril 20, 2020

Art Autism Bink Love Poem Poetry Spirituality Women's Issues Writing Yogabilities™

Tender

Raccoon, bread, apple by Bink Tender. Unless I am speaking of meat, which I mostly don’t, the very word owns its ness, as in, what is tender evokes tenderness, and what calls that forth in…

MelindaMay 18, 2019

Family Nature Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing

Our small eyes

Perchance Perhaps nothing begins or ends, not exactly. The field mouse knows the tall grass to be her world. We say morning comes, and yet it is always somewhere, just not in the very front…

MelindaMarch 11, 2019

WALKING HER HOME

Conversations with a Ghost

Little Altars Everywhere

Gifts and Visitations

Collateral Sorrow

Tender

Our small eyes

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