THE STORYTELLER

 

Did you ever get told as a child, ‘ Stop your telling tales.’ Did you? I know I did. He did too, for he was my brother.


Can I beg of you to drop your silence? Can I? For you and I are woven in the words we stopped. You and I are woven in the very stories we lived and breathed and read and heard and created and wished for and dove into deep. So deep that time stopped. Still.


Our Stories, our stories, our stories... these which we carry, in bone and bag and breath are as ancient as the Storyteller herself. Ancestral whisperings on the dawn of timelessness. Cragged and weary, enlightened and bold. Creative spinners. Bone weary travellers with tapestry bags woven in threads of gold. Myth makers. Desert runners. Time travellers. Other worldy beings. No stone unturned. For fairytale found her hiding and devoured her whole.


SO WHATS THE STORY HERE...


Once a month under the watchful eye of a garden yurt, storytellers, speakers of inspiration, wonderers and wanderers are invited to gather. Bring your stories, your inspiration, your gut call that bleeds to share that which shapes and molds and hews. Soul.


So you have no story to tell this day? Then come. Rest in the arms of the Storytellers, wrap yourself in a sky draped blanket and still a while.


WHEN.....Monthly. When the storyteller comes to whisper.


STARTING MONDAY 19TH JUNE 2017.

6.45-9.30PM

£10

                     Contact LISA for further details and dates on

                     07790 552293 Email: speak2lisa@hotmail.com

       

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