A couple of weeks ago Bo and I moved into our own home. A sweet little cottage with a greenhouse window in the kitchen that is currently overflowing with little seeds sprouting the beginnings of our winter veggie patch. With the move came the end of our access to the internet and as such I”ve been completely disconnected from everything online. Which was weird when the ABC posted this little video about Bo and I that I made with them and it got some ridiculous amount of hits online and lots of comments and I had absolutely no idea any of it was happening.
I took an unplanned break from writing and blogging and recipe testing and planning and social networking to just work in person in my community developing our new projects and eating communal meals with awesome people. It’s nice to remember that the online world is at times just a facade, and that the real world outside our door is so tangible and real and it comes with hugs and meals and real people who make you laugh and cry and hurt and all the things that make us the messy imperfect crazy humans that we all are.
About ten days ago Bo and I escaped reality even further by disappearing into the Western Australian wilderness to a beautiful little town called Nannup where they hold the annual Nannup Music festival. Four days of tents and tunes, beers and baked spuds in the sun, laughter and friendship and absolutely no contact from the outside world whatsoever. There is something really lovely about being completely disconnected from the world so that you can completely connect with people you love in the moment you are in.
Just connected. No extra crap. No distractions. Just real people in real places having real good times.
No phones. No computers. No distractions. Just barefeet, music, good friends and a lovely little cross-section of our community standing side by side with us, swaying to the music. Bo up on shoulders with glow sticks around her ankles rocking out to Dan Sultan, Peirce Brothers and Kallidad like she was born with the festival spirit coursing through her veins.
There is something totally liberating about knowing that when you strip back all of that *stuff* that the modern world encourages us to grab ahold of, we are just free.
And being free is really happy.
And happy is good.