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Fall community bonfire announced! And why it’s hard to cuddle a hedgehog.
This summer, I’ve been leaning into the quiet wisdom of hedgehogs.
It turns out that they have a lot to tell us about human relationships.
Fall workshops are open! Also, our storage unit flooded. I have thoughts.
First things first: Fall writing workshops are open for registration!
Our whole line-up opens today. We love this moment.
I want to help everyone write fat characters better. Here’s why.
Hi, Sophia here!
After many years of prep, I’ve created a new Firefly offering about writing fat characters, and I want to tell you why.
Something new! Join us for our first Online Open House.
Sometimes we give ourselves a break, and offer something just for the love of it. This is one of those times.
I want my whole life to be made up of moments like this.
Hey friends.
The other day my phone started ringing in a strange, old-school way like – briiing-briiing. The screen said “Shoshana Sperling.”
7 Swimming Pools is open! And… should we start a membership program?
Right into the pool today — Seven Swimming Pools is open for registration!
You never know where one little email will take you.
Hi Lovely! Mari here.
In January I sat down and wrote a vulnerable little note to my team member Britt. The subject line was: “Will you be my coach?”
I’d been dabbling with mixed media poems…
What’s really happening when you envy someone else’s writing.
Hey friend. Can you see yourself in this scenario? You’re just starting to feel good about your writing. There’s a tug, a yes, relief — you’re doing it! And then… you pick up a book.
The year I turned into a river.
Hi friends! This is the day. If any part of you is longing for a soft space to unfold in, to explore in, to hold your gentle questions in, we’d love to meet you there.
Tender mercies, and the human work of showing up.
Before our Open Mic Night earlier this month, I had every nightmare you can imagine.
I get there but it looks wrong…
Who else believes in invisible forces? (Push Week is back, babies!)
Hi everyone, Coach Kim here!
A couple times a year we run a beloved program called Push Week.
On holding, and being held.
Sometimes we don’t see a question coming.
A few weeks ago, I was visiting my friend Linda, who I’ve written about here before. She has memory loss, and one evening at dinner she turned to me, eyebrows raised, and said…
We turned 20, and we’re throwing a birthday party.
Somehow, Firefly just turned 20.
I feel like the parent of a toddler who suddenly grabbed the car keys from the kitchen counter and pulled out of the parking spot with a perfect 3-point turn.
Writing Our Way Back to Each Other — a PWYC writing session next week
Here’s something I never say out loud:
While I love being connected to others, and I crave community in all its forms… I also avoid it, resist it, and will almost always choose a quiet evening alone above anything else.
Renegotiating my relationship to the news
Last week I deleted the news apps on my phone and promptly had an existential crisis.
What if I miss something?
Right now. Where is the poem right now.
The other day I was on FaceTime with my dear friends, Linda and Gary.
I call them my godparents. Linda has advanced memory loss and struggles to follow conversations now, so it was mostly Gary and I chatting. I was missing her voice.
Massive welcome to our new team member!
It. Is. Time!
As you may know, we spent the last year preparing for a huge leap — to hire our first Operations Lead.
Let’s make something out of nothing. (Free workshop on Friday!)
What does it really mean to make things?