A new sensory story about the Night is available now in Storybook and Storytelling Performance Editions
“The Land of the Moon: where sights and sounds are silver and soon” A SENSORY STORY ABOUT THE NIGHT Are you ready to go on a sensory journey through the Land of the Moon? Well, hold on tight because the Storybook and the Performance Edition of The Land of the Moon: where sights and sounds are silver and soon is now available for sensory storytellers! This sensory book release is not your average story, but rather an immersive experience that […]
New sensory story book release March 2nd available now for pre-order!
“The Land of the Moon: where sights and sounds are silver and soon” A SENSORY STORY ABOUT THE NIGHT As we embark on a journey into sensory stories, we embark on a journey of discovery, unlocking doors to new realms of wellness and happiness. We allow ourselves to be transported to a world of sensory delight, where our minds and bodies are refreshed, revitalized, and rejuvenated. We feel the weight of the world lift from our shoulders as we are […]
Sensory Word of the Week | curmudgeonly
curmudgeonly: in a manner fitting a habitually grouchy person
Sensory Word of the Week | remnants
remnants: a small part of something that remains after most of the original has been used
If You Don’t Want to Go to Sleep, Close Your Eyes: Chapter 10
… Over the next few moons, the clouds dripped at star-rise and star-set. The channels flowed and those who remained in the village agreed to use the Mer’s seeds this spring. We made long rows for each variety and placed them carefully in the ground. They grew fast in the special air and rain.
Spring turned to summer, and back again. We sowed over and over again beneath the velvety clouds. Color guarded every nook of the market. From the food we harvested, to the patches of flowers and channels flowing with crystal water, strength blossomed into life.
Sensory Word of the Week | churlish
churlish: without manners, uncultivated, and difficult to work with
If You Don’t Want to Go to Sleep, Close Your Eyes: Chapter 9
…Mother frantically patched the holes in the walls of our hut through her laughter and smiles. I moved to help her before the rains made their way here. She saw me and her eyes dropped with a slight sadness I did not expect, but she kept to her work, still smiling. We tore strips of my tiny old clothes and tied them together to use as ropes to hold the fallen sides together. She worked on the inside and I worked on the outside.