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Kadine Christie - Author, Writer, Speaker, Creator

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Mindfulness

Move

Family, Life, Marriage, Marriage, Mindful Living,, Mindfulness, MomentsJanuary 24, 202164Views 0Likes 0Comments

The usage of our bistro table in our backyard has evolved. In the spring we drank coffee and ate scones in the morning. During the summer, we sipped cocktails in the afternoons. Then, it got cold and the table and chairs stayed outside weathering the cold months without us. One day a question seemed to…

Find the Light

Life, Mindfulness, Moments, NatureJanuary 14, 202155Views 0Likes 0Comments

I was so overwhelmingly sad and a little confused this week. At one point, my sense of direction seemed so off. I didn’t know where to focus my waning energy. Should I continue writing my new novel? Market my last one? Respond to a speaking engagement? Or, write the magazine article that's due soon? I…

Full of Life

ISLAND FOODS, Life, Mindfulness, Moments, Nature, TravelDecember 18, 202056Views 0Likes 0Comments

Last year, this time, I was in Jamaica for my grandfather’s funeral. A few days ago when I heard Auntie Madge died, it broke me. Tears burned my eyes. The night my hubby, sister, and I arrived at my grandfather’s house, there were over a thousand people lining the road. Hagglers, not mourners, were putting…

Nothing-land

Marriage, Mindful Living,, Mindfulness, Moments, Simple Living, Small wondersDecember 5, 202059Views 0Likes 0Comments

I don’t say this often, but it has been a long week. After spending Thanksgiving week on Anna Maria Island with my sister and her family, and visiting with my mother, I returned home to a week of one thing after the other. I submitted a few writing projects, helped hubby curate an art exhibit,…

Power

Children, Healing, Life, Marriage, Mindful Living,, Mindfulness, Moments, Motherhood, Sisterhood, Small wondersJuly 17, 202055Views 0Likes 1Comment

I was sitting outside, editing, when Zuri opened the door with a petrified look on her face.“Mommy, Zahara burned herself.”I dropped my computer on the chair and ran behind my daughter into the kitchen. The stove was still on and a funky-looking funnel cake was burning in the pot. An orange…

THE OTHER LANGUAGE

Black Mothers, Family, Mindfulness, Moments, Small wondersJuly 5, 202049Views 0Likes 0Comments

The quaking —the deep, piercing, pushing into my back told my body it was time. It was time for the being in my belly to come into this world of dark and light. I printed the letters of my nameon the registration form … and the contractions stopped the ink from flowing. I…