When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic,Time takes on the strain until it breaks;Then all the unattended stress falls inOn the mind like an endless, increasing weight. The light in the mind becomes dim.Things you could take in your stride beforeNow become laborsome events of will. Weariness invades your spirit.Gravity begins falling inside you,Dragging down every bone. The tide you never valued has gone out.And you are marooned on unsure ground.Something within you has closed down;And you cannot push yourself back to life. You have been forced to enter empty time.The desire that drove you has relinquished.There is nothing […]

Made it to Dornoch for dinner. Onward to the Orkneys today. The trees and autumn colors soothe my soul. Where there is wonder, there is hope. Love you guys.

It’s a SAD SAD DAY for us who are FINDING WONDERLAND. I’ve cried all night. Literally watched the sun come up. Think I’ve got a hold on it now. Instead of hiding under the covers, which I’m sorely tempted to do, I’ve made this video to share the sad with you. Vulnerability, after all, staves off the isolation we are all tempted to feel when our hearts are broken.

These are rough times. Don’t forget to pause for wonder. Pursue awe. Follow your bliss. It’s your best defense against the Dark Arts of anxiety, fear and isolation. This public service announcement brought to you by the Wonder Hunters. (Tell us what you’re doing today to court your inner wonderland.)

“Long before God the Father, there she was – God the Mother. Where did she vanish to, this great mother goddess? How did we women become so completely dispossessed? It wasn’t that I wanted to replace a male god with a female god; it wasn’t that I wanted to find a religion at all. I was simply looking for some sense that women might have worth. And I found it: there in the old stories of my own native land, I found it. Filled with images of women creating, women weaving the world into being, I took up knitting. Thread […]

When you walk into a Wonderland for writing and stories and just know you’re home.

View the garden, get a glimpse inside the house and then take a walk down the lane to see the school they built and the church where papa was the parson and all girls but Anne are buried.   Then I’ll take you further down the lane so you can see how charming the village is. We’ll go INSIDE THE CABINET OF CURIOSITIES and down the cobblestones in the rain.   Just think: this time next year we could be here together on a Muse Juice tour. Let’s dream it’s so!

SHIT SHOW UPDATE #2 – Finding Wonderland the WTF edition. Since finding out that we cannot qualify for a loan even with perfect credit, no debt, a hefty deposit and 12 years of payment history, many of you have asked what’s our next step. Do we go home? Try another EU country? Rent? Give up the dream? Here’s my answer.

FINDING WONDERLAND!! Dragons, rabbits and thatch oh my!! Today we meet my dream house…hand made for DUIRWAIGH, with all the imagery that inspired me to start the worlds first mythopoetic and fairy tale gallery 23 years ago. It’s in the middle of nowhere on the coast of England. Nothing about it is convenient but everything about it is magical. A bit like myself, eh?   A riot of nonsense in an all too mundane world. I adore it. And the best bit? It’s got room for YOU!   Wanna come play?