Anitha Krishnan - The Dream Pedlar (Page 2)

image of a child turning around a rocky corner on a trail in the woods

tales for dreamers

tales for dreamers: about my favourite woodland creature (revisited)

A story for my little one, D, who turns 9 years old today! Happy Birthday, lovely child!

my child on a sandy beach looking out at a vast ocean

life, unadulterated

happy 9th birthday, D!

Little D is not so little anymore! He turns 9 today!

D and KrA climbing rocks on a pier jutting into Lake Ontario

field notes from liminal spaces

on being a father

What I've learned about myself and my partner as we navigated parenthood together

cut-outs of words pasted in apparently random order on a window overlooking a green lawn and tall pine trees under a blue sky

tales for dreamers

tales for dreamers: the writing on the wall

The writing is on the wall. What do the words foretell? And how will you rise to meet this new future?

helm of a brown wooden boat moving towards a mountain range on a green lake

field notes from liminal spaces

a young adult's dreams of world exploration, not domination

a personal reflection on home, hiraeth, and the quiet hope behind every young adventurer's journey.

view of a window behind which sit a number of mannequin heads looking out

tales for dreamers

tales for dreamers: talking heads

The heads watch you from their perch on the window sill. Have you ever thought of finding out what (or who) they are?

a blue, two-storied building with red doors and windows and a board saying 'The Safe Room'

field notes from liminal spaces

where is your safe space?

What if you've been looking for it in all the wrong places and premises?

a path leading to a defunct lighthouse, flanked by bushes on both sides, under a bright blue sky

tales for dreamers

tales for dreamers: a lighthouse marooned

The lighthouse has been cut off from the sea. What could possibly be the purpose of its life now? Read this poetic flash fantasy about change, solitude, and quiet resilience.

a pair of wooden swings hung from a tree to refer to childhood memories and how we can heal ourselves with empathy for our parents

field notes from liminal spaces

what do you choose to remember?

a reflection on parental guilt, on how we can heal childhood memories with self-compassion and understanding, and a free fantasy story that mirrors the journey of healing from the past.

The blue waters of Lake Ontario stretching towards the horizon beside a sandy shore and a strip of trees in the distance

monthly missives

May Mischief: Monthly Missives from The Dream Pedlar

Delving into springtime stories, writing milestones, and short fantasy reads in this month's rendezvous

a tree stump in a shadowed forest trail, dappled with sunlight, surrounded by echoes of old magic

tales for dreamers

tales for dreamers: unusual offerings for unusual gods

Only the truly unusual can satisfy the spirits of these enchanted woods. What gift will you offer, O traveller, a gift that is uniquely yours?

train tracks running along the banks of a lake with evergreen trees on the other bank and mountains in the far distance

field notes from liminal spaces

the weight of hiraeth: when no place feels wholly like home

A deeply personal exploration of longing, identity, and the elusive feeling of home across continents.

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