Stories

“Come with me | and you’ll be | in a world of | pure imagination” – Leslie Bricusse and Anthony Newley

When you finally open your eyes and see what you’ve actually known all along, you fall into a place that takes your breath away.  Since declaring myself a Talespinner, enchantment, magic, stories and connection have been lining up and demanding I notice them. I am becoming increasingly impatient to tell you the stories that are being whispered in my ear.

I want to tell you the story of the woman who saw her full beauty for the first time and was transformed into sparkling light.

I want to tell you the story of the dress that danced itself to pieces waiting for its owner to notice that it had gone on without her.

I want to tell you about the woman who took her shoes off while she stood under a tree and grew roots so deep that the earth moved with her when she danced.

I want to tell you about the woman who climbed out of her own mouth.

I want to tell you about the place where our dreams go to wait for us to dream them.

I want to tell you about the darkness that has taken seed and begun masquerading as a lover.

I want to weave all of these stories together and tell them to you so that we can both be wrapped in the truth that only stories can tell. But I can’t tell you all at once; I need to be patient.

My first book told the story of a woman waking up. This one will explain why she woke to find leaves in her hair.

“You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.” – Mary Oliver

The picture above is from the portfolio of artist Su Blackwell. I’d never seen Su’s work before, but have very quickly become a huge fan!