Ah, the mere thought of blueberries makes me pucker.These small dusky globes that grow so close to the ground pack a punch of flavor. The big Jersey berries full of sweetness and moisture, how they pop with goodness!
We are blessed with blueberry season unfurling right now.
This passion for blueberries has inspired me [...]Continue Reading →
Oh do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man.
Oh do you know the muffin man who lives on Drury Lane?
Oh yes I know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man.
Yes I know the muffin man who [...]Continue Reading →
What is Sparkle Stories?
Sparkle Stories is a new site with audio stories for children ages 3 to 10. We offer 4 delightful story series: stories about fairy magic in So Many Fairies, animal adventures in Junkyard Tales, as well as tales of the day-to-day explorations of the much-adored Martin [...]Continue Reading →
Star Child, Star Child
We welcome you here
Your heavenly door
Comes around once a year
To help you remember
From whence you have come
Your long journey down
To your new earthly home
Star Child, dear Star [...]Continue Reading →
I am so very excited and honored to bring you this interview with Lynn Jericho. Lynn’s work is so powerful, healing and transformative. Lynn works out of Anthropsophy and brings such a dynamic and fertile living element to ideas and phrases bantered about and read in texts. She brings it to life ~ [...]Continue Reading →
In the middle of an intuitive storytelling workshop for the Camp Glenbrook staff of roughly fifty councilors, CIT’s and other staff members, I demonstrated an ‘impasse’ in a story, where it was unclear what the central character should do next. I used Continue Reading →
The title of this piece may startle or surprise you. After all, few enjoy the limits and finality the word “no” implies. Could such a thing ever be considered a way to show favor toward someone, or to offer assistance, as the dictionary suggests a gift should be? In [...]Continue Reading →
by Raelee Peirce
This morning my 5 year old’s eyes opened when I was standing by his bed. He smiled and crawled out of the covers, took my hand and said, “Mama,” in his little croaky morning voice, “I love you.” His arms wrapped around my neck; he wants nothing more [...]Continue Reading →