Ruby

It’s been one hundred nineteen days since our final stroll with our forever favorite GSP and I’m barely three weeks into my grief.

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March 20, 2025

I’ll move back into my bedroom, sometime, one day, soon, maybe by the end of the week. For now, I remain nestled in the pile of blankets, pillows, and essence of your presence for our final night with you, our beloved Ruby, who we will forever cherish as our bright, quirky, ADHD, escape-artist, loving German Shorthaired Pointer. It’s 1:35pm now, the exact time you departed on Monday, a blurred three days ago. One plus three plus five equals nine, which in numerology represents endings and closures. “Everything in its time” will always remind me of you, nine, and life’s divine timing.

family, healing the family, love, wholehearted lifeLaura Phoenix PowerJuly 15, 2025family pet, childhood dog, beloved petComment

Becoming the Soil

I liked it better when you were a bitch. Hearing your weakened voice showcase the cruel deterioration of your once sharp mind, I feel a deep and bothersome sadness. Damn this tenderness and compassion that I needed from you as a child, teen, and young woman for coming through me now on your behalf.

Laura Phoenix PowerJune 29, 2025Dementia, mother-wound, healing, mom, family historyComment

Threading Sisterhood

“Using my voice to recognize and celebrate other women is a joy for me.” – Tracee Ellis Ross

I love everything about this quote and feel the same way! I hope you’re recognized and celebrated with exuberance, often, and with loads of love.

empowerment, sisterhoodLaura Phoenix PowerMarch 9, 2025sisterhood, women's history month, women for womenComment

If I Were a Bridge

If I were a bridge, let it be a bascule bridge. Let my existence be one of connectivity and movement, uniting and releasing in all directions, in every possible configuration. Let my trauma be the counterweight that lifts the span, creating multiple paths for access, movement, reunions, and bygones.

Laura Phoenix PowerFebruary 2, 2025community, compassion, connectivityComment

Namely Me

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Dream Scenes I Know by Heart

"It was so real!" I told my daughter. Less than an hour awake, part of me was still in the dream, and I was grateful. I remained open to hear the message.

Many times in the past, the message moved through, gently blowing beyond the reach of my consciousness. My analytical, psychological approach, "thinking cap," and need to hold onto the storyline created more static than clarity. While racing to grasp my inner motion picture, my energetic vibration became more high-speed wobble than stealth. Thus, I'd unintentionally disperse the dream vibrations, sending them back into the ether.

Laura Phoenix PowerJune 12, 2024Comment