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Art Cairns Meditation Nature Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing

The art that blesses my listening hands

Making Art with Beach Stones My home hums with them–— the smooth and rough, pale and dark, striped, speckled, some with lines, or bits of mica mesmerizing the…

MelindaAugust 27, 2018

Autism Family Parenting Poem Poetry Women's Issues Writing

Mothering Outside the Lines

The Bus Stop Moms From my morning window I would watch as they huddled casually, tossed light conversation back and forth, an occasional eye towards their kids who played and laughed together, finding sticks, tracing…

MelindaAugust 1, 2018

Nature Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing

Praise at the end, for beginning there

A Prayer, Fertile For all the beginnings we cultivate from seeds, lay to cradle in the richest earth, give moisture with our tears, our sweat and handfuls of rainwater like offerings to the deities we…

MelindaJuly 23, 2018

Poetry Writing

I Write You, I Write You Not

I was thinking about not-writing, which is a special collection of behaviors called Really Uncomfortable Avoidance To Silence The Singing Muse, or RUTS for short. It is practiced by word gatherers of all kinds; novelists,…

MelindaJuly 16, 2018

Family Nature Parenting Poem Spirituality Writing

Rocking the cosmic swirl

Rocking It comforts me to know the old couple across the street just celebrated fifty years in the same house. Fifty together years with the home they perhaps chose to be new in together, a…

MelindaJune 19, 2018

Bink Meditation Parenting Spirituality Writing Yoga

NOT ZEN, BUT NOW

Being present is easy when the blue sky moment is trimmed with green grass, when temperate breezes blow your hair back gently from your bright, clean face. You can hop off the worry train quickly…

MelindaJune 6, 2018

Art Cairns Nature Parenting Spirituality Uncategorized Writing

Per Annum

Every year, now, around my birthday, I feel a tug to write something, employing words to mark the privilege of completing another ride around the sun. This year’s efforts came in the form of a…

MelindaMay 27, 2018

Nature Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing

So many ways to say it. Be Here Now.

Between Opening the red door to a new spring day. my feet greet crumbs of last year’s leaves, dotted with recent, light green pollen all swirled into the little cove,…

MelindaMay 18, 2018

Autism Bink Family Parenting Writing

Questions, Questions, Everywhere

When Bink was young, I didn’t know if she’d ever be able to ask questions. She had words at age three and four, five and six, but not in a conversational way. She didn’t…

MelindaMay 2, 2018

Poem Poetry Spirituality Women's Issues Writing

NAMED

Someone asked me What is your name? To name is to make known, to specify, enliven, color in, to make dimensional. My surname: Verdant. Given name, Green and Round. Given by me, to me.…

MelindaMarch 28, 2018