New Wand Pendants on Etsy!

My wife and I are making wands for our Etsy shop! Why not wear some magic around your neck?

See them here: Spirit Fusions on Etsy

Breathing With spirit

It’s clear we need spirit, but spirit needs us too, only differently. Try breathing with spirit — a breathing exercise to remind you that you are in spirit’s womb, and it in yours. Go outside if possible and think to yourself, “Spirit, bless me,” while breathing in deeply. Then say to yourself, “Spirit, I bless you,” and breathe out completely. Feel yourself pulling in the universe when you inhale. Feel the universe pulling out as you exhale. You are one.

When Spirit Speaks, Listen

I’m having a really hard couple of days. I feel anxious and distant from spirit; dark and foreboding. I feel as though my greatest love has died.

But this is a lesson; this is a message. The life of a spirit-worker is not all light and love — how could it be? How would we learn anything if we are not challenged? So I go on. I am gentle to myself, but there has to be a tough core that is unswerving, willing to peer into the abyss and bring back the answer.

We’ll Be Back Again

My wife likes to say that after we die we should come back as otters, which sounds good to me. But it’s even nicer to think that for all eternity we’ve already been coming back, crossing paths as sea turtles, bears, bees, whales…anything and everything, always together.

Books and Honey

New on Etsy!

I love honeycomb and honey, so I made this honeycomb pendant or charm:

I also made a tiny book charm:

But Fire Thought She’d Really Rather Be Water Instead…

Elemental Jewelry in Pardo Translucent polymer clay!

WATER ring — make a splash! (See it on Etsy)

FIRE pendant:

My wife Willow’s Ocean-themed polymer clay pendants! I got her hooked on sculpting and she’s really good at it!

Fairy Garden Miniatures!

Welcome the wee folk into your garden with these sweet sculptures!

See them on Etsy.

Polymer Clay Fairy House

I love fairy houses and fairy gardens! I’m planning on spending a good part of the Spring making them.

Sculpting Mania

This is a new doll sculpted by me in polymer clay. She has acrylic eyes, fake eyelashes, and is painted with chalk pastels.

The Story of a Name

I have always loved names. I’ve wanted to change my name since I was small, and I collect lists of names — which is partly an aspect of my multiple personalities. But since I went no-contact with my family of origin, I felt an even greater need to take a new name for myself. A new beginning, which reclaims myself as who I am, not as what others require me to be.

There has been one name I’ve secretly cherished for some years: Story. To a great degree, I am my story — my story is mine, and I no longer let others tell me my own story. I have claimed my story and even begun to share it. And as I’ve written before, I believe that the world is made of stories and dreams. I am Story.

The second largest part in my “system” of personalities has had many names — ones given to her by perpetrators, worn like burdens weighing her down. No longer. She has chosen a Maori word which within it has two common words. The first part means food or sustenance, or also “human action”, when a person is directly related to an action, just as she is directly related to her own choices of action. The second part means life or surviving. Together, her new name is Kaiora, which is a separate word meaning to be awesome, majestic and fierce. It describes her well.

These names mean a lot to us, representing both freedom and magic in our lives from this point on.

I am Story.