Rebecca RomanelliinThe Narrative ArcMother’s Gaze Could Tame WildlifeI used her trick on wild boars and my seven brothersJul 2987Jul 2987
Rebecca RomanelliinWhistle BlowerAm I Really Living in the Land of the Free?If so, that freedom could be threatened soonJul 2053Jul 2053
Rebecca RomanelliinThe Narrative ArcHow a Hummingbird Crumbled My Tough-Cookie AttitudeAnd it’s fine with meJul 1047Jul 1047
Rebecca RomanelliinCurated Newsletters of Substack MasteryA Bakery Like No OtherOur exceptional island bakery is demonstrating a path to sustainable farming in the future.Jun 1976Jun 1976
Rebecca RomanelliinThe Narrative ArcWhy I Call Myself a Global CitizenI created my own culture based on worldwide connectionMay 28160May 28160
Rebecca RomanelliinCurated Newsletters of Substack MasteryThe Healing Power of Color in NatureI’ve been awed, altered, and enchanted by nature’s colors since I was a young child.May 2123May 2123
Rebecca RomanelliinCurated Newsletters of Substack MasteryWhy the Fool Became My Lifelong CompanionWestern cultures often misunderstand this archetypal symbol of courage, resilience, and connection to the mysteries of life.Apr 495Apr 495
Rebecca RomanelliinThe Narrative ArcSeeing My Mother in MyselfA photo of my mother in high school sent me on a spin through decades of life and down the ancestral path as wellMar 19114Mar 19114
Rebecca RomanelliinCurated Newsletters of Substack MasteryMusicals Had a Strange Effect on My Offbeat FamilyOur parents bought every record produced from musicals in the 50s and 60s. They became an odd form of family therapy.Mar 498Mar 498
Rebecca RomanelliinThe Narrative ArcOff-Grid Challenges Increased My Compassion for Those Less FortunateA severe storm and flat lined propane tank presented ongoing trials. They made me very grateful for the roof over my headFeb 1382Feb 1382