Photograph by George Angus We hear the beginning. And see the end. Only occasionally do we witness the middle where everything happens. It starts with worn-out pick up lines, shaken by the dozen out of a box: “Hi gorgeous! How was heaven when you left it?” “Well, here I am. What are your other two wishes?” “Aside from being sexy, what else do you do for a living?” On and on, right under our window. Up to a point where we lean out and shout: “Please! Enough already!” The end is messier. No, really. Like in dirty. Where you can only explain it as a mixup of vowels and bowels. Poetry in motion of sorts, I guess. You are lucky if you catch him in the middle. Unaware, totally taken up by being smitten. Leaning against the love of his life, his soulmate, his purpose for living. Whispering short affectionate phrases, staring into the eyes staring, nibbling on a beautiful forehead. What puzzles us is how he knows there is love to be found in the bakkie m...
The Restory is a Retreat Centre nestled against Tafelkop, a singular mountain head near Wakkerstroom, South Africa. Here we live a simple life as contemplatives. It is a place of re-connection: with ourselves, people, Nature, Silence and Creativity. Our retreats are aimed at this. Our conversations, writing and art centre around the univocity of life. We need a place that reminds us that we are all one. The Restory hopes to be such a place and space.