The Faerytale Apothecary

The Faerytale Apothecary

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The Faerytale Apothecary episodes

  • Letting the story stay lost
    Pondering on the personal stories of others we carry within us and then tell ourselves, particularly those of the dead and people we have never met.
    9 min
  • The Robot and the Beast
    I'm not sure which woke me in the early hours of the morning, this dream or rather this story or the storm.
    All I know is it is a tale that demands to be told.
    Again and again and again, it loops infinitely till perhaps I/we hear its message.
    I doesn't offer any satisfactory answers but at least it may have us asking the right questions.
    This is an unedited recording, straight after it found me in the betwixt and between of sleep and wake.
    9 min
  • A commonplace kind of special
    A commonplace kind of special is the story of life in a tree in a city and what we don't always pay attention to, how we hoodwink ourselves but how everything can always come out right in the end, just in time for tea!
    8 min
  • Unfortunate
    I asked a friend to pick a random page number from the Virago Book of Witches and agreed to read whatever story it related to. It was this story, a story that instantly felt magic and power filled. What I loved too was the story held two very strong references to the day we had spent together just hours earlier.
    Oracle Stories - I recommend them!
    Just pick up any collection of tales and open at random. What do you need to hear right now?
    25 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?