This is a project of writer, artist and folklorist Elisabeth Carol Harvey McCumber.
I started this website in 2009 (it was just a blog then) because I was feeling disconnected from my faith and I wanted to begin again, using study as a form of prayer. Over the years, the essays evolved into five main topics, which you can find below.
Since then, the scope has grown. I’ve been writing stories since forever, and you’ll find some of my fiction here too, for example. I believe that stories are the thing.
In fact one of my professional goals is to change the popular understanding of what myths can mean for us and contribute to the field of study on the stories that make us human. To that end, in December 2022 I earned a masters in cultural anthropology and history, studying the intersection of storytelling, place, and meaning. I approach myth as a vessel of meaning rooted in place. I draw on the tools of archaeology, narrative theory, and oral tradition. I think Homo narrans is a better name for our species than Homo sapiens.
I’m also a consultant with 15 years’ experience in qualitative research, brand strategy and organizational culture. In various other lives, I’ve run a theatre company, driven a school bus and rehabilitated horses.
If you’re curious about me personally, find me on Mastodon, where I share daily personal thoughts and news and enjoy connecting with folks.
While you’re at it, join my Patreon! Choose any subscription amount and get full access to a metaphorical attic of eclectic art, and support my work at the same time. (Thank you.)
I still use the blog on this site to process ideas that interest me and try to engage in conversation around them, while continuing to build the skills—the making, homesteading and human skills—that I think we all will need as our society continues to decline and we find ourselves ever more pressed to generate our own abundance and self-sufficiency within our own communities. But I never post as often as I mean to.
In any case, I don’t know where the journey will lead—the road is rambling—but I believe in it. And so, as always, I am beginning again.