This is part of a series within a series within another series I have been working on. A series dedicated to the mothers our world needs so desperately right now. The mothers we have rejected and ignored and the maidens in the wells.
We are the stuff of existence being woven together like fabric. An infinite number of fibers tangled and fused. Each thread will connect with another at some point. Every opposing idea, thought, mystery, and story will come together. We are infinitely interwoven. We all matter. I think about this a lot. I think about how… Continue reading Mythstitch: Keepers of the Tree
In the end, we'll all become stories. Margaret Atwood I live in between tales. I think we all do. The stories that pass through us resonate within the decisions we make and the art we create. They express themselves in the spirals of our nature. They sustain us and bring us back to life again… Continue reading Mythstitch
I hear voices. Okay, not really, but sort of. This is a hard strange thing to type out loud. The last time I made a confession of my intuitive perceptions I was shipped off to a therapist and I ended up with a Priest in my bedroom. I saw spirits. They had names and stories,… Continue reading The origins of things
It’s 2019, it’s time to try things. Freeing things, sharing things, thinking things. With so many idea things, and a mind in motion, my life is a bit of a rotary. All of this time I’ve been thinking of it as scatter, but it’s not really. It’s adding up, all the bits and pieces are… Continue reading Thinkin a Thought
The newsletter is officially 50 issues old. In order to celebrate properly, I’ve challenged myself to make a list of as many good things as I can in 15 minutes. Here it goes in no particular order of importance: Mr. Newman 2. Snow Days 3. The Public Domain 4. Podcasts ripe for the pickin 5. The… Continue reading Good Things