Birds, gratitude, Mind of Sarah

How to survive a hurricane 

I want to keep my hands busy and create something, anything. I want them to work like a spider creates a web and cast a net of protection across everyone I love.  I'm safe and yet I can't help but think of my neighbors, my friends, and even the strangers who sought water along with… Continue reading How to survive a hurricane 

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Art, Writing & Big Magic, Birds, featured

Without you . . .

With sweaty palms and joy, I'm excited to announce that I'm finally launching my etsy shop! You are the first to know--not because I am trying to sell you anything (and I truly am not, and I also promise not to use this blog to promote the shop beyond sharing today's news!)--but because this is as much yours to celebrate as mine.

Art, Writing & Big Magic, Birds

Sixteen robins.

That's what I saw outside my bedroom window this morning. I think there were probably more, but the flock flew away before I could finish counting!  I then crawled back into bed to hopefully sleep off the bug that is making the rounds. I'm up finally, feeling much better, and my Fitbit says I slept… Continue reading Sixteen robins.

Birds, inner-work, motherhood

The Pine Tree (But it’s Not About the Tree)

The neighbor's pine tree was removed today. It stood several inches away from our property line. But it felt like my tree. The large crew of workers cheered when the tree came crashing down but I stood and cried. Oh I had plans, all internal mind you, to talk to our neighbors about my their tree. They told… Continue reading The Pine Tree (But it’s Not About the Tree)

Birds, community

Be like the Painted Bunting

When a male painted bunting feels threatened it sings out a loud, clear, beautiful song from its perch, all the while dazzling in a bold palette of red, blue, green and yellow. You can do this too. When facing darkness and fear, dare to show your bold colors and sing your beautiful song. Sing it into the void. Pierce… Continue reading Be like the Painted Bunting

Art, Writing & Big Magic, Birds, Mind of Sarah

Things are brewing (but not coffee)

I have drafts in my head that I want to put on page but instead I'm painting so the words will have to wait just a bit longer. Things are brewing. Not coffee of course. Welp. I made it three hours into the morning and legitimately thought about throwing in the towel. That is how… Continue reading Things are brewing (but not coffee)

Birds, inner-work, Mothers & Motherless Daughters

Hello From the Other Side

I have a confession: I didn't fully believe my mourning birds. I'm talking about the birds behind this blog. The birds that came to me and were like, hey, Poppins! HELLO. And I was like, Hi? And they were like, We are your blog's omen. (Who knew blogs had omens.) So, I looked it up. Mourning… Continue reading Hello From the Other Side

Birds, loss

Why I Started this Blog

I thought I'd take a moment to welcome you and to share a little bit about why I started Mourning Dove Motherhood. The real reason sounds slightly crazy, but it is the truth, and I'm a truth-teller. So here it is. The seeds of this blog came about on the first anniversary of losing my… Continue reading Why I Started this Blog