But the heart it takes to share who you are, how much you’ve suffered only to be you, that’s something incredible.
This is the potential beauty of podcasts everywhere. This sudden light into the heart of someone else’s life.
…it somehow ends up in the middle of the digital era and leaves us surrounded by questions of privacy, individuality and public scrutiny.
Lyra is a thousand million types of wonderful. She’s wilful. She’s fierce. She’s a firebrand. She’s on fire. She is luminescent and wild.
There’s something timeless here. It’s not only the tale, but the way the tale has been edited and mixed. It sings and it stays with you. It left a haunting little place in my heart.
Seeing that word gave me an immediate tap into a distinct childhood memory. A good tale, because, like so many good yarns, it’s tinged with a faint hue of horror.
It is a deft and warm example of how storytelling can bring us close to the real humanity of an individual.
Listening to podcasts is usually such a solitary, close and personal thing. The people behind the shows put so much of themselves, heart and soul, into what I listen to.
Run your fingers over the keys. Oh, let’s just call it what it is. Caress the keys. It’s a slow dance of creativity and love.
Something can be pause for thought, a good hearty laugh, or a chance for learning and discovery.