Posts Tagged ‘poem’

Love for Breastfeeding, From The Farm

February 18, 2013

While Sarah Longacre was visiting The Farm (of Ina May Gaskin fame) last week, she emailed back the below photo. It’s of a poem hanging at The Farm’s midwifery clinic called “Everything I Needed,” and it’s all about what the writer learned about breastfeeding. It’s beautiful!

Mamas, what have you learned from breastfeeding?

If you’re an expecting mother or couple, let this poem inspire you! Then sign up for one of Lisa Erbes’ breastfeeding classes, including one for mothers of multiples, at Blooma. Lisa’s classes are offered once-a-month, with her next one scheduled Feb. 24, 6-8:30 p.m.


Alisa, Sarah & the women of Blooma


“Don’t be afraid to stick your tongue out and taste it.”

May 20, 2012

Life that is. So goes a line in Sarah Kaye’s poem “If I should have a daughter.” 

I heard Sarah interviewed this morning by Krista Tippett during the radio show On Being. The show ended with a snippet of that poem, and it brought tears to my eyes (sappy as I am).

“I want her to know that this world is made of sugar. It can crumble so easily, but don’t be afraid to stick your tongue out and taste it.”


After our rain play!

It made me think about the small, everyday moments with our children (whether daughter or son) and the power we have to shape those simple moments. Just stop and notice them. Absorb them.

Last night, for example, the skies turned dark purple in the Twin Cities. For a while, the wind flirted with blowing in rain. Then finally, an absolute downpour drenched the sidewalks and grass until little streams formed alongside our block’s curb. I’m one of those crazies who LOVES playing in the rain. And it had been entirely too long since I’d done that. So I held onto my 4 year old’s sweet, small hand, and invited him to run outside with me.

“With all our clothes on! And no raincoat!” I told him as he giggled, wide-eyed with surprise.

So we stomped barefoot in puddles, ran up and down the sidewalk wet palm clasped to wet palm, and ran circles in slippery grass, our hair dripping rain water into our eyes.

It was one of my finer mom moments, I later thought. I pushed back his usual bedtime and decided to not stress about it. Playing in the rain was more important. It was one of those true “stick your tongue out and taste” life kind of moments. And that’s the kind of lesson I want to teach my kids.

What about you? What are the enjoy-the-present kind of moments you want to teach your kids? Think about it and let us know! Maybe a revelation will come to you next time you’re on your mat.

In the meantime, if you’d like to hear Sarah Kaye’s entire poem (which earned her a standing ovation during her TED talk), check it out below.


Alisa, Sarah & the women of Blooma

Lean Into the Light — Celebrating Winter Solstice

December 21, 2011

Sending a bright, sunny *hello!* to you on this Winter Solstice day. Let your spirit SHINE today, sending love and light to all you encounter.

How are you marking the day, the transition from dark to light? Does anyone have special traditions you’d like to share, or ways of teaching kids about the solstice?

Enjoy the below poem by Rumi — oh, how I adore the final five lines!

Enjoy your Winter Solstice!


Alisa, Sarah & the women of Blooma

One, One, One

The lamps are different,

But the Light is the same.

So many garish lamps in the dying brain’s lamp shop,

Forget about them.

Concentrate on essence, concentrate on Light.

In lucid bliss, calmly smoking off its own holy fire,

The Light strains toward you from all things,

All people, all possible permutations of good, evil, thought, passion.

The lamps are different,

But the Light is the same.

One matter, one energy, one Light, one Light-mind,

Endlessly emanating all things.

One turning and burning diamond,

One, one, one,

Ground yourself, strip yourself down,

To blind loving silence.

Stay there, until you see

You are gazing at the Light

With its own ageless eyes.


“Giving Birth is Like Jazz”

January 21, 2011

Poet Elizabeth Alexander / Photo from Krista Tippett on Being

Did anyone else hear this amazing poet recently on MPR’s show, Krista Tippett on Being?

Elizabeth Alexander’s reading of her poem “Neonatology” begins beautifully… “Giving birth is like jazz,” she says. Ahhh, yes.

Read the poem in its entirety and listen to Alexander’s reading set to music on Being‘s website.

Let Blooma know what you thought of this poem! Are there other poems about birth that you love? Please share with us!


Alisa, Sarah & the women of Blooma