Outside my window, past the cold stones that frame the sky in this part of my Creation Room, I see stars. This is my private sky—a theatri..
I love birds; they remind me of my sister Poppy. The Gypsy Grove where we spent our early childhood exploring all things natural and magic..
Nurture it at Home
Share it Online
Build a Community
Where the Melody of Shalom is Sung
Birds of a Feather
Don’t sing someone else’s song
or the one
you learned growing up
or the one
you memorized in school
Discover the song..
The little creatures became quite the evangelists for the Magic. Who can blame them? We all need a little Magic in our lives. Yes, even yo..
One day, while living in Cratersville, I was doing some rambling in that great Celestial Warehouse where all of the information of the uni..
Sand was everywhere. It was in our shoes. It piled up around the chair legs. It formed dunes on the tabletop between the wine glasses and ..
Spring is a time for growing.
Spring is a time for becoming.
It’s time to turn the moody meditation of winter into the vibrant flour..
You know you’ve been dreaming about this day for weeks…here it is!
May your spring season be filled with endless blossoms, many buzzing..
Spring has sprung. And it’s time to celebrate!
When I was growing up, Carnival Day was one of four carnival-themed days during the year..
Those who have read my Shamrocks and Rainbows dispatch know that my sister, Poppy, and I utilized the power of a rainbow to get a little, ..
We all get a little lost sometimes. It happens to the best of us. I still remember one Shamrock Day when we were visiting our home that wa..
March in Cratersville was always a grab-bag weather-wise. One day, it could be sunny and hot. Another day, it could be bitterly cold and w..
At first, I thought I had escaped the worse of it. It was my birthday, which also meant it was Candy Hearts Day.
My birthday flew under..
Before I begin, I should let you know that I don’t have no truck with magic of any kind—at least not if I can help it. I’m not saying that..
Happy Groundhog Day! The day when gobs of otherwise sane people gather in the cold, awaiting that magical moment when a quaintly garbed ge..
The last Jolly Zings of the season are flittering about my head. They’re dropping their remaining bits of glitter and tinsel upon me as I’..
Cratersville, where I grew up, is an iconville. This means, besides being a techno-magical construct, it is based on the ethos of Earth-li..
It started out as a play on words, a cheeky suggestion to my mom that instead of a BIRTHday party, we should throw my sister a BIRDday par..
Often, when I create peace signs, I think of my mom and sister, Poppy.
Both of them taught me, by their words and actions, not only how..
Hi, I’m Jellybean Reds, and I create little creatures.
I grew up in a quaint little town called Cratersville (think a retro-futuristic ..
I design a lot of peace signs. You might say that it’s a trademark of mine. This has a lot to do with my mom.
My mom was born into one ..
It started with a map.
I still remember my sister’s glee as she unrolled an ancient-looking map of Earth in the room above our mom’s te..
Believe in the goodness of others
Believe in your inner worth
Believe things can be better tomorrow than they are today
From afar, Earth is a marble of blue, green and brown shrouded by an ever-changing, wispy cocoon of white. Zooming in, this placid jewel t..