Author: Nathalie Bleser

(READ PART ONE, PART TWO. PART THREE, PART FOUR, PART FIVE AND PART SIX OF THIS STORY) It has been a while now that all is quiet in the mysterious cave named the Womb of Time, where the writer is hosting the spirits of Charlemagne, Zyriab and Samuel ibn Nagrella. All four are observing the scene playing on the … Continue reading The Story of the People’s Tree ~Blue Sky~

(READ PART ONE, PART TWO. PART THREE, PART FOUR & PART FIVE OF THIS STORY) -Those birds are so magical!!! exclaims Charlemagne, amazed at what he has just witnessed from the Womb of Time, the cave behind the waterfall where the lady writer has received him and his friends Samuel ibn Nagrella and Ziryab. The writer is only … Continue reading The Story of the People’s Tree ~Annie’s Mission~

(READ PART ONE, PART TWO. PART THREE AND PART FOUR OF THIS STORY) The writer has welcomed Charlemagne, Samuel ibn Nagrella and Ziryab to watch images on a strange waterfall screen she calls the Rearview Window to the World, which started showing images in the Womb of Time, a cave behind the waterfall through which … Continue reading The Story of the People’s Tree ~The Clown of Venice~

(READ PART ONE, PART TWO AND PART THREE OF THIS STORY) “Da Worrrld is in A Coma; da Worrrld battles a ‘FIVEG” -A ‘Fee Weg?’ What on earth is that? Charlemagne, who is able to maintain part of his conscious mind awake while dreaming, is trying to make sense of the words addressed to him … Continue reading The Story of the People’s Tree ~ “As Real as Dreams: A Rearview Window to the World” ~

(READ PART 1 AND PART 2 OF THIS STORY) We are in Granada, Spain, in a space-time bubble set in the 11th century. On the hill facing a Moorish Bath by the Darro River, known today as El Bañuelo by its Spanish inhabitants, a rooster has just greeted the sun with a clamorous quiquiriqui, the … Continue reading The Story of the People’s Tree ~“The White Elephant’s Gifts”~

(READ PART 1 OF THIS STORY HERE) A soft breeze caresses the trees along the Darro River in Granada, southern Spain. The faint jingling of autumn leaves lulls one’s ears with the delightful shimmy of belly dancer poplars shaking their vegetal coin-belts. Tamarisks smile as they sway to the rhythm of their breeze-loving neighbors, and … Continue reading The Story of the People’s Tree ~ “Shapeshifters’ Encounter” ~

On the first Sunday of October of the Year 2019, a strange little man made his way to the Carson National Forest in Northern New Mexico, near Red River. He had traveled as fast as lightning from Blood Mountain in the Chattahoochee National Forest, old Cherokee Country, now called Georgia. The little man had long, … Continue reading The Story of the People’s Tree ~ “An Interrupted Initiation” ~

“Dear K., I am so grateful that I, Shams Ala’eddin Muhammad Tabrizi, finally found my hollow reed in the maker of my doll. I think she could play the flute but she is more gifted with images and words. I have lived in silence for 770 years now, so it’s time for me to emerge … Continue reading The Empty Bottle (Part Two)

Some time ago, after watching a DIY video by a very creative Brazilian lady named Ronilda Oliveira, I decided to follow her idea of upcycling glass bottles to turn them into dolls. In doing so, I adapted some of the material she used in her demo. For my own creations, instead of her “massa de … Continue reading The Empty Bottle

Wizardville, September 11th, 2099, 5AM “Take me hoooome!!!” Ama shouted, panting from the dream sensations. On the dawn of her 43rd birthday, she would have preferred to ride “Unique Corn” instead of “Night Mare”. The fight between the oneiric horses had always existed in the psyche of all living beings. The mare had long, curly, … Continue reading AMA’S DREAM