‘We have been in paradise for a few days. On top of a mountain. Sometimes we literally looked at the clouds, turning pink as the sun went down. Not luxury as we know it, but luxury that went so much deeper: silence, real, real silence. Green as far as our eyes could see. And water, purer than we ever tasted, straight from the mountains.
The pace was slower. We felt were invited to be. Just to be. To experience, to taste, to fully experience nature. Be in the moment with what you do. Mindful life, but without a course. Automatically, because the landscape gently takes you into it.
Take the shower, for example. Normally not that special. Tap on, shower, ready. But here! Only on day four did I decide to take a shower. Boiling water in the outdoor kitchen. Meanwhile, look at the mountains. Drink tea. Then pour the hot water into the shower bucket. Mix with cold. Lifting. Turn on the tap. And ah …. Never enjoyed this so intensely… something as simple as a hot shower!’