Whispers, murmurs, silent expressions of emotion, even our inner voice: we communicate quietly as often — perhaps more often — than we do out loud. On this edition of I Scream Sunday, we listen for those voices. In the second hour, I’ll

The wind carries stories of life, of our home on this earth, and of our own joys and sorrows. This episode of I Scream Sunday finds us standing in the winds and experiencing their infinite variety. (Sorry about the silly reverb at the opening; I just forg

This weekend is Imbolc. Even though winter is still in full voice, we celebrate the very first hints of spring — maybe crocuses are starting to poke their little heads up; maybe we’ll see animals preparing nests for new births. So we continue

It might seem strange to create a show around the green world in the dead of winter, but nature has her own wisdom. Deep underground, spring is already starting, even as winter lies across the frozen land. So in this episode of I Scream Sunday, we’l

Throughout history, humans have tried to capture our images of heaven paradise in many forms, through music, art, dance, film, and so much more. Todays episode of I Scream Sunday is the second of two exploring musical visions of heaven. On today&#821

Visions and impressions of human interpretations of heaven abound. Throughout history, we have imagined paradise in many forms, through music, art, dance, and more. Today’s episode of I Scream Sunday is the first of two exploring musical visions of

As the technology becomes ever more sophisticated, electronic music can cover or emulate a nearly infinite variety of sounds, including classical instruments and practices. The RadioSpiral library includes quite a number of tracks that have a classical or

The Solstice is upon us. In the Northern Hemisphere, anyway, the days begin lengthening, though we’re still in for a long season of cold and dark for a time. The deep of winter is a time for introspection, gathering internal resources to prepare for

In this episode of I Scream Sunday, we explore the darkness. In winter, and in space, the days are short and the nights are long. In the darkness, we hear voices… The live set this week is inspired by the symphonic poem Isle of the Dead by Sergei Ra

Edges of Dreaming is back with a challenge episode! Several weeks ago, we posted a picture on Facebook that evoked a number of WTF questions, so we decided to make a challenge out of it, and today we present the results: Robert Scott Thompson, George L Sm