Beginnings are hard.
I want you to be wet. I’ve been keeping a notebook of my guests for years now. Some come and go but once. Others return time-and-again. With their permission, always with their permission, I’m sharing our experiences.
Please, come in and stay a while. This is a safe space and you are under no obligation to remain any longer than you wish. This is my house and I want it to be our house.
I will share one story a week of approximately 1,000 words, every Thursday. I’ll introduce the guest and then give you the story. You’ll also get a picture of my retreat in the woods. Thursday is my favorite day of the week. I hope that it will be yours, too.
Right now, everyone has access to every post for one week. After that you can sub for me and, for half the price of your morning coffee, you can get access to my archived post and personal chat. Founding members of the house will also have the pleasure of listening to me read to them from my notebook. So go and get your stuffie, Little One, and have a seat on the pillow at Maester Asher’s feet. Good girl.
