There is a time to write and a time to read. I listened to Emily P Freeman’s episode about perfectionism a little while ago and read this story the same week.
It’s a sad fairytale on the face of it, but it’s also a revelation of the real kind of beauty we can find daily. The kind that we especially need when we are tired, anxious, ill or discouraged. The kind we need when we are human.
Have a listen to my very amateurish reading below.
This, like in my previous letter, is from Elizabeth Goudge. You can see from the photo that it’s been well-read by me and my mum! It’s back in print here.
Warmly,
Deb