Late last night, while working in my darkened room, with only the light of my laptop glowing... a big brown moth flew into the lit screen. Crashed several times. Hard.
The metaphor was not wasted on me. I recognized my own light-chasing, head-banging work-style. And I suddenly "got" that the completion of my creative goals do not require self-torture.
Nature is my favorite teacher. Here are a few other things that moth reminded me:
Have you had any encounters with moths, or other insects, that taught you something? Please describe it. Big lessons often come from tiny things.