Melanie Gin

What is lost without apology?

Apology and repair

Healing in the garden

Jekyll and Hyde

I trace the infinity loop, my pointer finger edging the bottom left curve.

Cruelty is not the point

Safety and authenticity in the family

When I leave Eveline’s office just off Ashby on Shattuck, I am often grasping for home and the release of emotion on the page.

Please disappear

Reflections from 3/11/25

Grieving the birth wound

Empty & Full

Accepting the self in its frailty; welcoming medical intervention

Feeling the pain, grief, and anger of misattunement

Towards the edge of being

Crossing the threshold

On the occasion of the New Year 2025 Dear Melanie, dear True Light of Aspiration, Peaceful Embracing of the Heart, and all other names you call yourself — Would you like

Healing powerlessness learned in relationship

Happiness and safety in my body

Breaking through glass

Finding safety in my body

Connection and fantasy

The vulnerability of connection

I’ve been thinking ‘bout forever

Being with claustrophobia and anger

lost in translation

Hungry ghosts

to the wise elder melanie

Relationships to power and silencing