Teddy Bears, Periwinkles, Jubilation and Conciliation
Maybe that’s the real fairy tale: a gentle touch and a soft song can make a sea slug dance right out of it’s spiral shell.
Maybe that’s the real fairy tale: a gentle touch and a soft song can make a sea slug dance right out of it’s spiral shell.

Warm melted chocolate and opening a door to a clean closet almost always sparks joy.
“I’m Miss Marci and I teach Superheroes”, with a Cookie Monster handbag on my arm.
This random act of kindness from a stranger made me cry, and I still cry every time I read it. I turned and smiled at her, putting my hand on my heart and mouthing the words “Thank you”. She nodded and went back to her book, and I felt a tiny bit lighter, almost like I was wearing a parachute.

She was the Merchant of Marvels on the Ship of Dreams, with a billowing rainbow sail in a warm starry sky and a velvet bag full of stars that she can throw out into the sky whenever she wants, and I’ll be looking up, my eyes open wide, my heart open wide, my arms open wide, ready to catch them.

Come Away, O Human Child, To the waters and the wilds, With a faery, hand-in-hand, for the world’s more full of weeping, than you can understand.
Did you know belly dance has magical powers?


Can a Pair of Purple Vevlet Boots iwth Upturned Toes turn Pain into Humor? I say YES! (It’s Worth a Try, Right?)

In my grief, I have found it fascinating to read about the ways humans have processed grief throughout history. In ancient Ireland, there are tales of Banshees—ghost-like women who wailed outside people’s homes to signal death. The people who viewed them described them in different