Tag: Life
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Exploring Meditation for Health and Mental Wellness
The Fiddlehead Life series–Living Well To begin this “The Fiddlehead Life” series, I am beginning with a “biggie” that is such a broad topic, some background and information is essential. Though this article is a bit longer, I encourage you to be open and potentially see something in a different way. I wish you the…
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Life is Too Short to Read a Boring Book
it is ok to take out the bookmark and move on Internal messages I don’t know at what point in my life I got the message that it is somehow sacrilegious to not finish a book that I have started reading. But because of this strong message in my mind I have books all over…
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On the Outskirts of the Blue Ridge
a poem about an afternoon drive through the beautiful foothills of the N.C. mountains Hilltop mobile homes parked in rows with weary cars and tufts of unruly grass. They are weathered, as am I. Collections of scrap-metal, small gardens boasting late tomatoes, plump red flashes on the vine. Corn fields in thick mounds that hug…
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Tea and Memories
a free verse poem Hot tea, infused with sugarwhite, granular, swallowed-up.Powdered creamer swirls, slips inside, a marriageof “Good Morning” and “Wake up”to me, sleepy on the couch. Pungent warmth to tongue, to throat,to the insides…a dissipationto soothe the memoriesaway. Some days they come. A survivor, me? The multi-syllabic mess of me? You have so much to offer, she said, with a genuine smile.She was…
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Abysmal You
Free Verse poetry I dream of things unspoken.You shake me to the surfacesleepy-eyed, confused. You might still be real. There might still be one momentthat is mine. My nakedness aches.I don’t wantthe graythe shadowthe memory to absorb you. Eyes wide and blind, I am a child,abandoned, untethered. Original publishing: Abysmal You My name is Christina.…
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Circles and Stones
a free verse poem You cast stoneslift your curses high,chanting carried away,to hide and wait for you…its return three-fold?I think no goddess hears you.It is a barren place,your circle. It is my pleasure,to wipe your sweet nectar fromproboscis and pen,parts of your souldigging into mine. (I use it!)I abuse it, this loving that I must…
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Experience “Gaerver Pond” an original, Free Verse Poem
poem by Christina Ward Gaerver Pond Evening descends, darkness crawling intothe spaces of my yard,Leaves spin then settle into shadow.Fall brings herself in quietly this year. Gaerver Pond is still,save the concentric circledisruptions of insect and air. Beneath a green veilmayfly nymphs squirm and crawl.They will be devoured, in time. I await the same fate.…
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The Cat is a Thief
and other ramblings This morning I awoke to the terrible pain I’ve been dealing with the last few weeks and decided there just weren’t enough “soft” foods in the house. (If you need to catch up on “why the pain?” you can do that here.) At the store, my jaw clenched and dogged determination to get sustenance, I…
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Chronic Pain: Just DEAL With It??? 10 Ways HOW
A friend of mine recently said to me while we were discussing my experiences in living with chronic pain and how difficult it can be for others to understand, “well, it is a “thing.” Yes, chronic pain is a “thing,” and it is something many of us live with daily. Maybe you power through and…
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A Celebration of Life Poem : Evolution, “I Am Alive!”
So, I am NO expert at Paint. In fact, I barely know how to OPEN Paint. Therefore, this little creation is somewhat of a miracle, and I shall go and celebrate myself… Oh, by the way….that’s a new poem (Evolution) and I hope you like it.
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