How are we NOT supposed to think of the Emerald City with this much green everywhere? It’s like the Isle of Skye was dipped in Oz. So of course the MUNCHKINS had to show up. Watch it now, those mountain paths are steep!

You are a natural wonder. There is no excusing, defending, shifting or hiding your beauty. Own it. Walk like your hips move mountains, because they do. You are as original as this mermaid’s cove, and as precious. Take three minutes to remember who you REALLY are beyond ideas of right and wrong, good and bad.

When Angi and The Wonder Hunters find a Wonderland sign in the middle of NOWHERE on the Isle of Lewis, at the edge of the world, what happens? We stop and SING! Of course! To the field sheep. Who have a hard time clapping with those cloven hooves.

My poem. Silas’s art. A little goblin joy to juice up your holiday. Turn your sound on! And drop us a line to let us know how it makes you feel. WE LOVE READING THE COMMENTS! Feel free to share it with your friends. XOXO

Part of being a Wonder Hunter involves striking out without a plan, and leaving the maps behind. When we abandon all pretense of agenda, the surprising and miraculous have space to show up. I adore surprises. Like this one, when we just drove around this rugged island, turning when and where the road spoke to us. And then BAM!

Hop on a bike with us and peddle through a magical forest of falling leaves, ambling rivers and old stone circles. Our mini Muse Juice Tour takes you through Dornoch, Scotland.

you ask how much I love you on this Christmas eve allow me to elucidate the truths that I believe:   I’d go deep as Christmas stockings and wide as Santa’s belt I’d fly like reindeer ‘cross the sky for you the snow would melt   I’d make friends with Mars and Venus shake hands with Mister Moon I’d hitch them to my sleigh of stars they’d be yours by afternoon   I’d capture dear old Father Time sneak away his New Year’s clock it will only tick, my dear according to your tock   I’d scale dizzy North Pole […]

STEVIE NICKS, The Muppets and Using Dental Floss as a Weapon. I give you carpool FERRYoke—singing from the ferry dock on the isle of Lewis in Scotland. This was taped on election day in hopes that we would get a result that would STOP DRAGGING MY HEART AROUND. Leave us a comment to celebrate the end of an abusive relationship

Featured today on my singing series Sunday is for Sinners – raw and unfiltered, much like me. No backing track. No harmonies. But a whole lot of laughter. If you’ve been on one of my Muse Juice Tours or been at one of the parties at Wonderland, you’ve likely heard this song. I offer it to you now as proof that you don’t need to be pretty or perfect or in key or on time to live your best FUN LIFE. Everything shot on location on the Isle of Skye and Orkney. Socially distanced. When the fun doesn’t come and […]

If you’re burning up over the elections, the Supreme Court decision, the current state of affairs in the world. If you can’t sleep at night because you’re angry or sad or depressed, because you don’t know how to create change or where (or even IF) you belong, watch this. I love you. I’m with you.

Mini Muse Juice Tour from the Orkney Isles. Helluva windy day. Had to cross at low tide to get to the island. Then over to the Viking settlement and up to the lighthouse to serenade the sheep. You’ll catch views of cliffs, crashing waves and a Sasquatch footprint!

What do Monika Lewinsky, Blondie and Barry Manilow have in common? Watch this week’s Sunday is for Sinners to discover the truth no one saw coming…(please leave me a comment if you enjoyed the show–it’s no fun singing to an empty room!)