Sublime

The Moth, a series of gatherings that promote the idea and practice of storytelling as social glue.

One day his father said to him, “You haven’t burned a wing in months, boy, and it looks to me as if you were never going to. All your brothers have been badly burned flying around street lamps and all your sisters have been terribly singed flying around house lamps. Come on, now, get out of here and get yourself scorched! A big strapping moth like

The strange thing about Moth stories is that none of the tricks we use to make ourselves loved or respected by others work in the ways you would imagine they ought to. The tales of how clever we were, how wise, how we won, they mostly fail. The practiced jokes and the witty one-liners all crash and burn up on a Moth stage.

Honesty matters. Vulnerab

In the darkness, moths roved on the air like tiny floating boats, like the ones that passed over the Little Mermaid and made her tremble with longing.

Stories are how we keep our collective history alive.

everyone has at least one story to tell. It’s all in the way you tell it.