Last night I taught a rock painting class at my gym and I did something really weird – I didn’t take ANY photos of the students or rocks. I took ONE photo, of my plate of food to send Steven, because he had sent me a picture of his dinner.

(I ate more when I got home – there was not a lot of vegan food, nor did I expect there to be and was totally fine with that! I don’t like making my veganism a thing.)

If you know me, you’ll know it’s unusual for me not to take a ton of photos – that’s kind of my MO – I’m always documenting.

But I just wanted to be in the moment, and it felt nice. I didn’t even know where my phone was for half the class.

Did I regret it when I got home? Just a little. It does feel odd to have that photo as my only documentation. But I swear it happened!

About 15 people showed up, and everyone brought dishes to share because it was wwmsgiving – we even went around the table and said what we’re grateful for (mine was a poorly explained version of this post and how grateful I am to find new friendships and community in unexpected places). Everyone did an awesome job painting and many said how calming and relaxing it is. I’m really glad I could share it with them and they felt that way – that’s what it is for me too.

Photo I took of their rocks this morning!

Special shoutout to Bobbi for helping me set up. I got there at 5:30 for the 6:00 pm start and we were setting up for almost that entire thirty minutes. I left at 9:00 pm and still need to organize and put all my painting stuff away. Eh, I will get to it. I did get all the rocks resined and ready to take in on Monday for people to pick up though, so that’s something!