Suddenly, in the museum of birdsong I remember the brightness of his flaxen hair. How my boy lit the nursery room himself. As himself. That was why he could not sleep. Could not lie still in his crib, had to […]

The Myth of Erysichthon and his Daughter: An Invitation to Radical Metamorphosis “There are many people who can change once and stay that way forever. There are others who have the power to change as often as they like.  Mestra, […]

“Do not cite the deep Magic to me. I was there when it was written.” —The White Witch  C.S. Lewis, Narnia series   One incredible January, Winton Woods Lake froze solid. Some fathers made fires on the ice and kids […]