Weaving Story

Join us on a Sunday evening at the Story Salon.

Melted into your home lounge,

The lights dimmed on your looking glass,

Heart Open,

Soul Attentive.

The old stories are knocking.

Calling from the days when our kin gathered by the fire each night.

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These stories have messages for us

They are here to guide us back to ourselves .

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They awaken sleeping parts of ourselves, holding a mirror to our patterns and choices.

They map the soul’s journey.

They teach us how to live in community,

How to mend what’s been torn,

How to root ourselves in land and place.

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​These are not stories to be read.

They are stories to be heard — with the body, with the breath, with the space between us.

Something happens in the telling.

Something stirs in the listening.

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​We gather,  across the distance, and together we create a field — a charged space where story can move through us,

Pulling on invisible threads,

Lighting up long-forgotten caverns in our inner worlds.​

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These stories are timeless.

They stretch beyond generations, beyond eras

They carry the wisdom of those who walked before us and the seeds of what may yet come.

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​They know

We know

They know​

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Come sit with us.

Once a month, on a quiet Sunday evening,

Be woven into the great fabric of story and let it weave itself into the fabric of your life.

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