Slow is Beautiful (aka what the Quakers did for the Solstice)

Tomorrow, I go to Taupo until Sunday. I doubt very much I will have internet access so I thought I would get this out now. I had the most beautiful weekend.

I learned how to hand-spin wool from a lady named Eedi (the sign in the background says Eedi's handcrafts). We talked so much. We connected immediately and she is one of those people I know will just stick with my soul no matter where I go.

I slept in a room with 20 people and did not watch any movies as I usually do but rather enjoyed everything that was real and I built community with the people around me.

I was slow and in the moment and purposeful.

It is not the beginning of happiness.

It is happiness.