Art, Writing & Big Magic, artist’s way

Two weeks into Artist’s Way: big shifts and a return to 1980s crafting heaven

It turns out a happy, creative parent is a better parent. (Especially when puffy paint is involved.)

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infertility, inner-work, miscarriage

The heart wants what it wants

The goal is not to repress what the heart is stirred to express (hopes, losses, despairs, longings) but rather to hold it all in love....and then release.

humor, infertility, loss

My mother’s day, as told with Leslie Knope gifs

It's been almost five years since I lost my mom and just when I think, mother's day - it's all good, I'm cool! Totally got this!...well, you can probably guess where this is going. Let me walk you through all the feels this weekend, assisted with the imagery of Leslie Knope of Parks and Rec.… Continue reading My mother’s day, as told with Leslie Knope gifs

infertility, loss, miscarriage

I just don’t like your uterus

When I started writing this blog I had no idea the blog's name -- mourning dove motherhood--would take on so many varied meanings. I originally named the blog in honor of all the mourning doves that visited me shortly after my mom died.   I had no idea that I'd go on to grieve more motherhood related… Continue reading I just don’t like your uterus

inner-work, Seasons and Celebrations

A list of 20 things I am grateful for from the hell that was 2016

2016 WENT LOW BUT WE WILL GO HIGH! Yesterday I started a list lessons from the little bastard teacher that was 2016. Numbers #1-10 were posted yesterday.(My spirited child hindered efforts to finish this in one fell swoop.) And now, I present #11 - #20.16, Lessons, gifts, and gratitudes (is that a word?) from 2016: #11. SWEATY… Continue reading A list of 20 things I am grateful for from the hell that was 2016

Art, Writing & Big Magic, humor

Self-Control

I am supposed to be working. And if I am not working, I should at least be finishing the job application that I keep procrastinating on. And if I am not working on my resume, I should be doing anything other than staring at the sight of three huge, frosted cupcakes at the table next… Continue reading Self-Control

inner-work, loss

Thank You for Sitting on My Bench

Can I hug you all? Seriously, consider these words a virtual hug traveling from WordPress to your computer or smartphone or tablet or smartwatch or whatever device connects us. Because THANK YOUS are in order. I wrote a post yesterday about how crappy things have been lately and how crappy this YEAR has been. I… Continue reading Thank You for Sitting on My Bench