The Faerytale Apothecary

The Faerytale Apothecary

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The Faerytale Apothecary episodes

  • A WIld Heart Tea of Courage
    The Faerytale Apothecary returns after a Venetian Sabbatical with Wild Hearts Sipping Cups of Courage Tea with an experimental journey following the Medicine Trails left by Words from selected Stories.
    The recordings will often times be messy unedited affairs that seek to include all natural languages into the conversations.
    Other humans will be invited to gather our good weather gear for the trip from time to time.
    Individual Words will be our doors to inner landscapes.
    There will be Spontaneous Stories making Guest Appearances.
    We will explore what it may mean to be Touched by a Story.
    We will welcome Ordinary Story Tellings
    We will Gather Glitterings in our Baskets as we make our way.
    All served with a drop of tea created by Wild Hearts
    11 min
  • A Story From Santa
    This is one of the first stories I ever wrote,
    Every year I revisit it, and every year it never fails to hit me with emotion.
    I love this story very much and hope you do too.
    Merry Christmas!
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    6 min
  • The Talkative Frog
    Launching the new Tender Tales series with the story of the Talkative Frog.
    Each one is a charm, a sweetness, a delight to drop into, to be embraced by with absolutely nothing to do but open to the receiving of it's ministrations of care.
    7 min
  • The Not-So-Enchanted Princess
    What if there is more than one interpretation of a story? What if fairy tale are not stories at all but remnants of corrupted histories? What if the wrong person is rescued?
    19 min

About The Faerytale Apothecary

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Increasingly our world demands more and more of us, not just our time but our essence, the core of who we are. What if there was another way to be? What if there was a remedy, a tincture of stories that could encourage us to take just a moment back, to close our eyes and remember when we sensed what was around us with awe and wonder, when we could smell and taste the magicks in the air. And what if in this stoppedness, this holding, we were also able to hear the whisperings, the longings of our hearts?