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It's time to build something stronger

HUFF

The Story of the Three Little Pigs and the Big Bad Wolf

This five week storywalk starts July 01

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👋 Hi! Good to see you.
I'm thankful we found you trotting into the world seeking your fortune and I'm thrilled to invite you to step in with our Merry Band as we tackle this tale.

If you're a regular storywalker, go ahead and hop skip further down the page to find out about the huff and puff of this adventure. But if you're new, let's stop and chat for a minute...

If you're totally "who the heck is Jena" new to my work I recommend you start by grabbing my complimentary Welcome Package and watch the opening prompts of the Wide Awake storywalk to get the feel for how I take us down a fairy tale path.

As a general introduction, Storywalking is a unique and delightful art and inquiry process I developed that uses myths, fables and fairytales as a roadmap for epic inner journeys. A thick papered journal is our primary tool. And playful engaging art is the way we catalyze personal self reflection and document our shifts and epiphanies.

My specialty is prompts that are powerful, playful and quick, designed to hurdlejump over your inner critic and into new information. Instead of hours and hours of instructions, the daily videos are under 5 minutes: as short as a good song, so you get inspired and right to your journal.

Supplies are limited and prompts are diverse with an emphasis on collage, doodling, writing. And yes: totally accessible for all skill levels.

This particular class will be delivered over five weeks. Over the course of each week you will build up layers in your journal and deepen into the inquiries evoked by the story. Best part? The questions and themes from the story will bring up information totally unique to you. Messages hand culled by your own intuition. And when we walk together, wow we can really appreciate how very different, how incredibly customized it can be for each person!

There was a huff and there was a puff. But now with your wits about you, a new house will stand!

Click here to read the version of the Three Little Pigs that we'll be walking...

The Story of the Three Little Pigs
England

Once upon a time when pigs spoke rhyme 
And monkeys chewed tobacco, 
And hens took snuff to make them tough, 
And ducks went quack, quack, quack, O!

There was an old sow with three little pigs, and as she had not enough to keep them, she sent them out to seek their fortune. The first that went off met a man with a bundle of straw, and said to him, "Please, man, give me that straw to build me a house." Which the man did, and the little pig built a house with it.
Presently came along a wolf, and knocked at the door, and said, "Little pig, little pig, let me come in."
To which the pig answered, "No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin."
The wolf then answered to that, "Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in." So he huffed, and he puffed, and he blew his house in, and ate up the little pig.
The second little pig met a man with a bundle of furze [sticks], and said, "Please, man, give me that furze to build a house." Which the man did, and the pig built his house.
Then along came the wolf, and said, "Little pig, little pig, let me come in."
"No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin."
"Then I'll puff, and I'll huff, and I'll blow your house in." So he huffed, and he puffed, and he puffed, and he huffed, and at last he blew the house down, and he ate up the little pig.
The third little pig met a man with a load of bricks, and said, "Please, man, give me those bricks to build a house with." So the man gave him the bricks, and he built his house with them.
So the wolf came, as he did to the other little pigs, and said, "Little pig, little pig, let me come in."
"No, no, by the hair of my chiny chin chin."
"Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in."
Well, he huffed, and he puffed, and he huffed and he puffed, and he puffed and huffed; but he could not get the house down. When he found that he could not, with all his huffing and puffing, blow the house down, he said, "Little pig, I know where there is a nice field of turnips."
"Where?" said the little pig.
"Oh, in Mr. Smith's home field, and if you will be ready tomorrow morning I will call for you, and we will go together and get some for dinner."
"Very well," said the little pig, "I will be ready. What time do you mean to go?"
"Oh, at six o'clock."
Well, the little pig got up at five, and got the turnips before the wolf came (which he did about six) and who said, "Little pig, are you ready?"
The little pig said, "Ready! I have been and come back again, and got a nice potful for dinner."
The wolf felt very angry at this, but thought that he would be up to the little pig somehow or other, so he said, "Little pig, I know where there is a nice apple tree."
"Where?" said the pig.
"Down at Merry Garden," replied the wolf, "and if you will not deceive me I will come for you, at five o'clock tomorrow and get some apples."
Well, the little pig bustled up the next morning at four o'clock, and went off for the apples, hoping to get back before the wolf came; but he had further to go, and had to climb the tree, so that just as he was coming down from it, he saw the wolf coming, which, as you may suppose, frightened him very much.
When the wolf came up he said, "Little pig, what! Are you here before me? Are they nice apples?"
"Yes, very," said the little pig. "I will throw you down one." And he threw it so far, that, while the wolf was gone to pick it up, the little pig jumped down and ran home.
The next day the wolf came again, and said to the little pig, "Little pig, there is a fair at Shanklin this afternoon. Will you go?"
"Oh yes," said the pig, "I will go. What time shall you be ready?"
"At three," said the wolf. So the little pig went off before the time as usual, and got to the fair, and bought a butter churn, which he was going home with, when he saw the wolf coming. Then he could not tell what to do. So he got into the churn to hide, and by so doing turned it around, and it rolled down the hill with the pig in it, which frightened the wolf so much, that he ran home without going to the fair. He went to the pig's house, and told him how frightened he had been by a great round thing which came down the hill past him.
Then the little pig said, "Ha, I frightened you, then. I had been to the fair and bought a butter churn, and when I saw you, I got into it, and rolled down the hill."
Then the wolf was very angry indeed, and declared he would eat up the little pig, and that he would get down the chimney after him. When the little pig saw what he was about, he hung on the pot full of water, and made up a blazing fire, and, just as the wolf was coming down, took off the cover, and in fell the wolf; so the little pig put on the cover again in an instant, boiled him up, and ate him for supper, and lived happily ever afterwards.

Reading through that story you might be surprised that we're going to be tackling the version where poor little piggies one and two get chomped right up by the wolf. It's often a thing that's booed and hissed in fairytales right? People ask "Why didn't the selkie's sisters save her?" And they ask "Why do we have to read about the hands getting chopped off the handless maiden?" Or "Why is it only the dog who can put together the dismembered Red Bead Woman?"

And in this tale we have these poor defenseless piggies, sent out by a lineage that didn't have enough to offer. Sent out like three little optimistic fools into the world with some manners and not a ton of sense.

Um I'm not talking about the pigs any more. I'm talking about us. You and me. And the life we've lived where we inherited a worldview that didn't have everything we needed. And the foolish egoic self that bumbled through a series of life initiations and didn't survive them!

It's just more true to admit we got eaten up...that's what it felt like after all, didn't it?

We all set out in life wanting to build something. Our soul had a "house" blueprint and we had to try! We encountered a bundle of straw and bundle of furze. And so we tried with them both.

It didn't go well.

I mean it couldn't. This life wouldn't be interesting at all if beginners were masters!

So we built with straw and got chomped right up. And we built with sticks and got chomped right up.

And now, before it's too late we need to figure out how to build our true "house" with bricks.

Look. We're all a little singed. A little burnt. We're missing the naive optimism that carried us through round one and two. But we traded it for wits and wile. And I know this time that we can use our water and our fire and we can alchemize that damn wolf.

I have a real question for you though: Do you know what the house is that you've been trying to build your whole life?

You might think you know - but these Storywalking pages have a way of showing us what is truer than the stories we've been telling ourself.

And I can't WAIT to see your true home withstand the wolf that has plagued you so far.

Never been in a Storywalk? Let your eyes linger on some epiphany laden moments from Puss in Boots...

The pages will show the way!

Registering for this Story Walk gives you permanent access to Huff: The Three Little Pigs as it unfolds and forever afterward. Plus you get to bring a guest of your choice!

The course will be created as we go with video prompts delivered to your email. Instructions are peppy & personal and include experimenting with collage, coloring, doodling, writing. Storywalking is doable in under a half hour a day or a couple hours a week and is perfect for all skill levels. Keep up with the playful prompts or go along at your own pace.

This style of art journaling can open the voice of the intuition in an effortless manner - bringing spontaneous epiphanies and surprising momentum. Sometimes it points to subtle shifts of perception. Sometimes it points our future into a whole new direction. Your task is simply to show up with pen, scissors, glue. The story will take care of the rest.

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"I am in awe of the journey I have just completed. I felt profoundly and tenderly held in the container of this Storywalk which facilitated breakthrough realizations and much-needed life change for me. The video questions and prompts lovingly pierced through my old stories and opened awareness to my own beautiful, authentic, life-affirming truth. And Jena's support and feedback in the community forum was very insightful, catalyzing, honoring and championing of my process. I highly recommend her work!" -Veneda

"Nothing has been more valuable to me during these recent difficult times than Jena's Storywalking processes. In them I have found the key to seeking that which is deep within my psyche through the following of the deep mystical magic of ancient stories. I must admit to being somewhat dense - under normal conditions when I read an old fairytale or myth I really don't understand how all the creatures in the story represent different parts of my own psyche, but through the collaging and art practices led by Jena's brilliant work we are offered a simple and often whimsical key to capturing that deeper understanding of ourselves. My own Storywalking practice has become the way I begin most days after arising - it's a way for me to get in touch with the deeper parts of Self - the soul - each morning, bring me to center, and revelations and epiphanies abound. I have started to keep a journal of my walking alongside the collaging process. Nothing is more magical than going back and reading all the sound advice and revelations given to myself by my Self through this magical practice. I cannot recommend this practice highly enough --- if you are interested in contacting your deep inner being in an artistic way, do a Storywalk! I have become an addict." -Squidge

"Jenafer Joy’s Approach is by far the lightest and the deepest method I have experienced. She leads gently but firmly, engaging even my grumpiest parts in the game. A rare gift! Solo divers are welcome and secure a safe space of private witnessing with her gentle, witty guidance. But she also maintains group energy incredibly well, strengthening synergies and supporting each one of us as if we were truly unique to her and in the world. I have been relying on Jenafer for my own balance for quite some time now, and she keeps surprising me, with her creativity, with her amazing cultural, spiritual & psychological information, and also with her true generosity of spirit." - Anna

It would be ridiculous to finish this invitation without underlining the absolutely phenomenal Merry Band of Storywalkers.

While you can certainly follow the videos and have a fantastic journey on your own, live classes have a true boon of community.

Like the underground mycelial network of mushrooms, the folks who lean into themselves while also supporting each other in these journeys is beyond powerful.

We love all our seasoned storywalkers and it's so true that those who step onto the path choose to walk again and again! Come be a part of it.

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