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Love Mindfulness Nature Poem Poetry Spirituality

In Plain Sight

Deus Occultatum Love sparks and cells cluster, forming flowers and rainstorms, people and evergreens, calling bees and grasshoppers to song, squirrels and deer, to dance. Love lifts the paintbrush to the canvas, parts the lips…

MelindaSeptember 16, 2019

Autism Bink Family Parenting Writing

Kind or Write?

I’ve been finding it challenging to encapsulate life with my daughter, Bink, lately. Hard to shape words for the page and even for casual conversation with friends, many of whom have their own experiences with…

MelindaJuly 16, 2019

Nature Women's Issues Writing

Pentimento

pentimento noun pen·ti·men·to | \ ˌpen-tə-ˈmen-(ˌ)tō Definition of pentimento A reappearance in a painting of an original drawn or painted element which was eventually painted over by the artist The canvas: my face in the…

MelindaMay 24, 2019

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

Cats Love Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing

Hmmm. I thought I put me down right there

Here is Where All day the wind blew the trees against the house, and my old ears heard the hearty breeze as a roaring river, the kind that swells in spring, the kind that swallows…

MelindaMay 9, 2019

Autism Bink Family Parenting Poem Poetry Writing

Dear Future Roadmaker

It's still April, still Autism Awareness month. I'm thinking, as I so often do, of all the people I have met on my journey of raising a daughter with special needs. There have been some…

MelindaApril 15, 2019

Autism Bink Writing

April is…

I'm truly grateful to be here to greet another April. It's such a hopeful month, with spring springing up everywhere. This month is also known as Autism Awareness Month. To those who love someone who…

MelindaApril 3, 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

Art Family Love Meditation Nature Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing

Love is a Rendering

Love is a Rendering Telling you how I love you is like trying to find things that haven’t been said about the ocean. My hands prefer to paint it— affection, water— sweeping, striped backgrounds,…

MelindaFebruary 14, 2019

Nature Writing

Dreamed some dreams

"A DREAM NOT INTERPRETED IS LIKE A LETTER NOT READ." -- The Talmud Last was a night of serial dreams, each building on the tangled mysteries of the one before. There was big sky, and…

MelindaJanuary 16, 2019