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17">If you’d like to read more about our Mama Hummingbird:</p><div id="4508" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/mama-hummingbird-landing-86d6adce71ef"> <div> <div> <h2>Mama Hummingbird Landing</h2> <div><h3>A poem of gratitude for the gift of a tiny nest outside my front door</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*[email protected])"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="6da4"><i>E. Katherine Kottaras holds an M.A. in English and an M.S. in Kinesiology with a focus on Integrative Wellness, and she is a contemplative writer and holistic teacher, having worked at the middle, high school, and community college le

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vels for over two decades. She is a yoga teacher, personal trainer, and health coach while also living with invisible illnesses and neurodivergence, and as such, she is passionate about mindfulness, bodily self-determination, and health equity. As the queer daughter of an immigrant, Katherine believes that holistic and inclusive approaches to expression, healing, and growth should be accessible to all.</i></p><p id="49ec"><i>Connect with Katherine on all the social medias: <a href="https://www.instagram.com/katherinekottaras/">IG,</a> <a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCyYfIbvSqF_A-bpgGXtFR6Q">YouTube</a>, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/ebkottaras">FB</a>, <a href="http://www.linkedin.com/in/ekaterini-katherine-kottaras-76773829">LinkedIn</a>, <a href="https://twitter.com/ekathkatastic">Twitter</a>, or at <a href="http://katherinekottaras.com/">katherinekottaras.com</a></i></p></article></body>

I Looked Up to Find the Wild Iris Had Bloomed

A poem drafted on a hard day

digital collage from journal and garden by writer

I looked up to find the wild iris had bloomed.

They were not there yesterday — or maybe they were, and my eyes were closed. Maybe I was sleeping.

No matter — they are there now, outside my window: purple, yellow, white — Mama hummingbird perched in her branch above, and all consider the breeze and then steady.

At day’s end, they close their petals and their wings — and they sleep, too.

Thank you for reading. I wrote this as a reminder for me to seek out rest. I hope it supports you a bit, too.

If you’d like to read more about our Mama Hummingbird:

E. Katherine Kottaras holds an M.A. in English and an M.S. in Kinesiology with a focus on Integrative Wellness, and she is a contemplative writer and holistic teacher, having worked at the middle, high school, and community college levels for over two decades. She is a yoga teacher, personal trainer, and health coach while also living with invisible illnesses and neurodivergence, and as such, she is passionate about mindfulness, bodily self-determination, and health equity. As the queer daughter of an immigrant, Katherine believes that holistic and inclusive approaches to expression, healing, and growth should be accessible to all.

Connect with Katherine on all the social medias: IG, YouTube, FB, LinkedIn, Twitter, or at katherinekottaras.com

Paper Poetry
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