Poem // Feathers

An uneasy contentment sits restlessly, perched without feathers in the soul. Trust doesn't come easily to we few but many who learned long ago of the ephemerality of joy. Yet still we try, chipping at brick and mortar inadvertently constructed: The last line of defense morphed into a prison. So we sit, trying to engage, … Continue reading Poem // Feathers

A Not-So-Great Day

Since Sunday my days have been more good than bad.  Sunday, Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday all fell into the category of what I would call good days. I was feeling positive, happy even, and was being really productive. Tuesday was an off day and then today happened. I woke up exhausted, didn't know what to … Continue reading A Not-So-Great Day

Poem // Una poema Divided

Written February 8, 2017 By: Melissa McLaughlin ©2017; McLaughlin Una poema Divided Quiero escribir a poem pero mi mente está divided, medio en inglés, half in Spanish. Everything es confundida, appears lost, como mi. No sé como continue on, encontrar la luz, when everything is dark. No puedo ask for the help that I need … Continue reading Poem // Una poema Divided

Adult Coloring Books

A blog post popped up on my feed a short while ago. It was about whether coloring books can be considered meditative or a meditative practice. I didn't read the article, it was a bit too in-depth for me in my current mental state, but I thought it was cool timing. Because what had I … Continue reading Adult Coloring Books

Painting to Bring Me Out of My Mindlessness

The other night I was pretty miserable. I didn't really want to do anything and, as a result, ended up playing a computer game (Civilization V) for hours. And I do mean hours. I finally realized that I had reached a point where I was no longer enjoying the game. I was playing mindlessly, as if my … Continue reading Painting to Bring Me Out of My Mindlessness

Poem // Catch Me When I Fall

Written: January 10, 2017 By: Melissa McLaughlin ©2017 Melissa McLaughlin Catch Me When I Fall Flower petals in full bloom, a soft bed upon which I may rest my head, caress my skin and cushion my landing. Staving off incumbent pain, they fill me now with joy; awe and wonder alights my face, eyes sparkle … Continue reading Poem // Catch Me When I Fall