“The moral law lies at the centre of nature and radiates to the circumference.  It is the pith and marrow of every substance, every relation, and every process.
All things with which we deal, preach to us.”


As stars blink into sight in the twilit sky, a column of woodsmoke rises from deep in the forest – it bears the familiar, comforting, sanctified scents of home…the heady fragrance of wild roses in bloom, aromas of freshly-cut thyme simmering in stew, the earthiness of moss and fern…

Shimmering orbs of light dot the meadow, dancing their way toward the wood. They illuminate our steps, guiding us to the forest’s threshold – a flickering lantern has been left for us, hanging from the branch of an ancient willow tree, bedecked with small, tinkling bells that chorus our welcome.

As we set forth on our journey, curious woodland creatures (was that Fox who rustled past us?) offer their guidance and comforting presence.  Even the flowers and herbs seem to be whispering an ancient song to us…one of wonder, reverence, and homecoming.

We are winding our way to our hearthstone, finding that what we thought was a dream was, in fact, a half-forgotten memory.

“Stand at the crossroads and look;
    ask for the ancient paths,
ask where the good way is, and walk in it,
    and you will find rest for your souls.”

– JEREMIAH 6:16 –


Photo by Jen Schmidt Photography

In the magical world of Hearthstone Fables, I’ve sought to express my passion for faith, nature, & mythic storytelling through art.  I aim to create simple, quiet narratives that convey a sense of wonderment at the sacred world, with the various flora and fauna of nature weaving enchanting stories together.  

I’ve always been enamored with mythic storytelling, both through written narrative and the visual arts.  Humanity so often expresses a sense of displacement…a nagging feeling that we are missing something, that we are separated in some degree from an ineffable source.  I love the way in which myth and folklore can grapple so poetically with these yearnings…symbol and metaphor whisper inklings of Mysteries that remain just beyond our fingertips.  My art gravitates toward myth, fairy tale, & folklore, allowing me to use these rich languages of symbol to express ideas and stories visually.

When I was young, this love of mythic storytelling led me to the vibrant world of Greek mythology, and I eventually found myself earning my undergraduate degree in Classics (Greco-Roman Civilization and Languages), where I delved into ancient, archetypal stories that are so deliciously abundant in symbolism.

“The happiest man is he who learns from nature the lesson of worship.”

I grew up in the sweeping prairies of Montana and have settled in Western Washington – Nature has always been a potent source of inspiration and rejuvenation throughout my life.  In combining the language of myth & symbolism, the myriad wonders of Nature, and my faith, which is rooted in Christianity, I hope to create art that will offer inspiration and comfort.

Thank you for joining me on my journey!

Best wishes,
Kristin Haakenson



“There is a lesson in each flower,
A story, in each stream and bower;
On every herb which you tread,
Are written words, which rightly read,
Will lead you from earth’s fragrant sod,
to Hope, to Holiness, and God.”

(Sourced from “Wildflowers and Their Teachings” by M. M. Howard)