Midnight Sky

There’s something magical-
About a midnight sky…
Blanketed by stars;
A million dancing little lights.

The soft glow of the crescent moon-
The silky haze of the Milky Way.
There’s something beautiful
In the thought-
That half of the world’s dreams
Will soon be underway.

There’s something peaceful-
About the cool midnight air.
A calming and soothing energy-
A time of gratitude, reflection,
And prayer.

There’s a spiritual shift-
When the bustling day
Finally winds down,
And transforms into night.
It’s the perfect time-
To wish upon a star…
To snuggle up close,
And tuck your loved ones in-
Just right.

There’s something magical
About a midnight sky…
Silent within our own thoughts,
And millions of prayers
Reaching up towards the heavens-
Each night.

There’s a magic-
Comforting us from way up high;
A twinkling beacon of hope-
Watching over this side of the world-
Until the next sun begins to rise-

Life is a gift!

-Tanielle Childers ©️ 1/19/21

I Despise — Depression.

DEPRESSION –
Calls EVERY thing
Into question.
It never arrives-
To teach us a lesson.

It’s unrelenting,
Unforgiving,
So belittling.

It thrives on
Self-oppression,
Self-aggression,
And self-demise —

I DESPISE —
Depression.
NO question.

Behind our eyes
And our smile,
There’s a darkness
That can hold us-
Captive.
Triggers make it
Reactive.
The impact it has – on
Our Spirit, our mood,
Our ability to interact —
We retract.
Silently, slyly, shyly.
Not wanting to be a burden-
Yet, so desperately
Wanting to be heard – ‘n
Struggling to find
Enough courage
To purge it — out loud.
Our urge is — Too proud-
To let it all come out.

Instead—
We tend to suffer alone –
Inside our own head.
Keeping it to ourselves-
Is what we do best.

I pray for the day
When the topic of
Our mental health
Isn’t so taboo—

When our pride and ego
Can take a backseat — to-
Our vulnerability,
And reaching out-
To help others through.

Alone,
We can do so little.
Together,
There is so much more
We can ALL do —
Better.

Speaking openly
About our struggles-
Allows others
To feel comfortable
Doing the same.
It’s high time — for change.

I DESPISE —
Depression.
No question!

And if you,
Or someone you know,
Suffers from
Depression, too?
Reach out-
Check in-
Let them know
How much you care-
Even if you may not
Understand —
It makes a difference
Just knowing you’re there.

-Tanielle Childers © Jan. 2020-




To My Children –

To the best and most beautiful creations of my life

In such uncertain times, with the fires consuming our beautiful state of Colorado, with Covid #s rising again and with the looming presidential election upon us creating so much negativity and divisiveness….these life moments feel more fleeting to me than ever before!

Our time here is but a blink and so are these precious moments with our children and loved ones – which I’ve been guilty of taking for granted time and time again. I want nothing more than to comfort my children and reassure them of more certain times ahead, not really knowing what that looks or feels like. I feel helpless in so many ways as a mom. I’m doing my best, but have I done enough??? That question keeps me up at night! My kids are 16, 12 and 18 months. I lie next to our youngest at night, watching her sleep … and wish I could go back in time and spend more time with my older 2 doing the same…..these moments are truly life’s greatest treasure.

Art has had to take a back seat (and I miss it terribly), but I still have time to write poetry as I lie in bed with a mind that refuses to rest … this poem came to me the other night and would not leave me until I wrote (texted) it down in a message to myself … and then to our oldest 2. It’s so important to always let them know how you feel and to say it often because you just never know what tomorrow holds.

To my children – the best and most beautiful creations of my lifetime:

If I could…
I’d hug you tight.
I’d snuggle and cuddle you
Through the night.

I’d comfort you-
And hold you close.
I’d rub your face,
And kiss your nose.

I’d bring you peace,
And let you rest.
I’d pause the world-
And take your stress.

I’d make your every
Dream come true.
I’d squeeze your hand-
And celebrate you!

I’d remind you
Of all the wonderful ways-
You brighten my world
On the darkest of days.

I’d look into
Your beautiful eyes-
And tell you, “I love you!”
A hundred more times.

I’d hug you close-
And never let go.
I’d freeze the moments
And never grow old.

If I could…
Go back in time,
I’d spend more hours
With your hand in mine.

I’d play with you,
And sing with you.
I’d dance the whole night
Through with you.

We’d walk and talk
And stare up at the sky,
And watch the clouds
And world go by.

We’d wish upon
Every twinkling star-
Soaking in every moment
Right where we are.

We’d giggle and laugh
The whole day through-
Telling dad jokes & bad jokes,
And mom jokes, too.

If I could…
Go back in time-
I’d make more moments
For your heart and mine.

I love you more than
All the stars that shine.
I’m your biggest fan & I’ll always-
Carry your heart in mine.

I will love you forever
And always…
I will be proud of you forever
In ALL ways!

I 💜 you most,

-Mom

My Night in Shining Armor

Lying under the midnight sky,
Gazing up through the darkness above me.
Captivated by each flittering star-
An energy grows inside me.

The earth – so comforting, so gentle, so still.
The breeze electrifies every hair on my body-
Chills tingle inside and out.
The silence calms my tensions and worries.
And time no longer keeps count.

Everywhere around me – darkness and motionless.
Shadows are frozen in time.
I can feel the energy glowing from within me-
I am the light-
And the darkness is mine.

                          -Tanielle Childers © 2018
                              (rewritten from years ago)

A Beautiful Shade of Broken

A Beautiful Shade of Broken
36″x36″ acrylic on canvas by Tanielle Childers © 2018

She is complex.
She is a survivor.
She can adapt-
Like a fish out of water.

She is fierce.
She is a fighter.
She has the heart of a lion;
The stripes of a tiger.

She swims through her sorrows.
She finds grace through her tears.
She carries life lessons
As wisdom through her years.

While her spirit is mending,
She is quiet and soft-spoken.
She becomes a rainbow after the storm.
She is a beautiful shade of broken.

-Tanielle Childers © April 2018

 

 

Art in the Park 2017


Thank you from my heart to all who came out to Art in the Park over the weekend! It was an incredible show and weekend and I met so many amazing people. I genuinely and wholeheartedly loved getting to talk with everyone one on one. Seeing people connect to my art in such a positive way – seeing them smiling, excited and inspired…is priceless and a profound reminder to me that no matter how difficult this path may sometimes be, it is the path I was meant to be on. It’s who I am and what I was meant to do. Thank you all for inspiring me to want to create more and more art. I can’t wait to get back in my studio because of you.Thank you from my heart! Truly!💜

The Heart of this Life

My heart falls to the lowest of lows
When a life is lost that I love.
But my heart, too, feels the highest of highs
When I’m filled with immense gratitude and love.

I am passionate about the heart of this life
And every journey here on earth.
I speak openly of life and death
And all that I have learned.

All of the moments spent with family and friends
Are times I treasure most.
I hold onto those with all of my heart
And keep them very close.

In times of grief, I reflect on my life
And dive in to understand.
Every day brings a brand new set of emotions
And I welcome them the best I can.

In allowing these emotions to move through me,
My heart is overcome by all that it feels.
But I’m giving my spirit permission to cry
And to take this time to heal.

When I fall, I fall hard.
I shake my fist at the sky and cry my way through-
But I love this life and the family I have
And I’ll stand tall again with strength anew.

I am moved to write down these moments as I feel them-
About the emotions that tug at my heart.
I believe our lives are about connecting with one another
We were not meant to go through it alone or apart.

Tanielle Childers © 2017

Rising Again

Starting over is a far cry from easy.
There are days when it feels harder than it needs to be.
Moments when life feels as though it’s defeating me.
Deflating me. Cheating me.
Making me fight just to keep the peace in me.
Shadowing the light I try to keep alive inside of me.
Days when giving up feels like an easier choice for me.
Just rolling over and letting life get the very best of me.
Giving in and allowing the tough times to conquer me.
But, that’s not how I want the story to end for me.

These hard times are breaking me down
And allowing me to build a better me.
Teaching me new faith and strength
And renewing my belief in me.
I know I have what it takes
To be the best version of me I’m able to be.
I’ve never been one to give up so easily.

The dawn of a new day
Gives way to another fight for me.
One foot in front of the other
Towards the person, I wish to be.
Acknowledging my emotions
And taking time out for the healing of me.
Celebrating the moments in every small victory.
Pausing to take in this beautiful world that surrounds me.
Feeling the love and support all around me.

I will take these broken wings
And learn to fly — To defy gravity.
Today was a really tough day for me,
But it will not be the last of me.
I’ll be back tomorrow-
To rise up again against the weak in me.
To push forward beyond my own negativity.
Letting go of my poor self-image
And all the doubts I have in me-
And run towards everything
God put me on this earth to be.

                                   -Tanielle Childers © 2017

My Bright Shooting Star

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What a Wonderful World

 

This is a poem about miscarriage … I recently miscarried for a second time … on my 41st birthday. The heartbreak doesn’t ever get any easier (for any of us) and every day brings different emotions in the grieving process. So often, miscarriages are suffered in silence. I’m on a mission to break the silence by sharing my heart and journey with those who have also suffered. In honor of every parent who has grieved or are currently grieving the loss of their baby, my heart and prayers go out to you. You are not alone in your pain. May you find peace and healing in your own journey.

Suffering from postpartum depression makes every day a new day. Some days are not as graceful as others, but we are grieving, surviving and mending our hearts each day the very best we can…

My Bright, Shooting Star

July 7th
Twenty-seventeen-
Another special birthday
For my beautiful mom and me.

It also became the day I would miscarry-
Our sweet baby not meant to be.
How uncanny –
Our shared birthday, now x 3.

How heart-wrenching-
And yet somehow beautiful.
How bitter-
And yet somehow sweet.
So very special and somber-
But an overall healing day for me.

My emotions were running high
The pain and heartache
In saying goodbye.
A day meant for celebrations-
But as you began to leave,
the heartbreak made me cry.

Yet in it and through it,
I felt a light in God’s grace.
Your spirit bright and beautiful
And with me-
You were destined for heaven
Instead of this time and place.

How fragile this life –
So beautiful, salty and sweet…
When the sadness overtakes me,
When my heart struggles to find its beat,
God’s grace is there to hold me up
And bring me to my feet.

As the sun began to set,
And the birthday celebrations
Came to an end-
We hugged each other tight,
In gratitude-
For every moment spent.

As we pulled out
And headed for home that night,
You made your presence known-
A bright shooting star
Fell before our eyes.
All was well in heaven
And we knew you’d made it home.

-Tanielle Childers © 2017