The Crane Bag Podcast

By the shore of Sturgeon lake the story comes out of the wherever, the nix, the zero which is endless and holds all the notes even these crumpled sauna-boxed word-melodies holding forever. www.JayLeeming.com www.Patreon.com/StoryJL

Up we go to where the circling hawks look down. Releasing the crow we find wet mud on which to build the next world. www.JayLeeming.com www.Patreon.com/storyJL

A live storytelling broadcast from beside lake Bde Maka Ska, Minneapolis. www.Patreon.com/storyJL www.JayLeeming.com

A live story broadcast from outside the Minneapolis bus station, a Sunday night in October, without time can you tell a story? It's the one essential element, maybe. www.Patreon.com/storyJL www.JayLeeming.com

A live recording of a story told in a park in Chicago in October of 2026 by performance storyteller Jay Leeming, birds and traffic, a statue of Grainne, between train and bus, headed west. www.Patreon.com/storyJL www.JayLeeming.com

Larger than words can say than rivers can bark or stones can weep, larger than drum larger than parades. www.JayLeeming.com

Silence mother of all things, dark water, all-embracing quiet out of which the worlds come shining. www.JayLeeming.com

A Crane Bag podcast live recording, which means clicking on "record" and seeing what happens next. Unplanned, unedited, straight into the flow where the lightning dazzles and failure and victory are two doorways which are the same doorway which you step through to find yourself in the new land. www.JayLeeming.com

Live storytelling recording by Jay Leeming made on 9-20-2026 and featuring a convocation of monkeys, the legendary meeting of Rumi and Shams of Tabriz and a visit with an Irish bard. No animals were harmed during this production. www.JayLeeming.com

A story from the Hausa people of Nigeria, told by performance storyteller Jay Leeming. What is that in the trees? Slurp, slurp. I've been here before. I remember it all: the tree, the dog, the spear in my hand. And not far off a monstrous hunger which is hard to look at but perhaps makes this world.  www.JayLeeming.com