If you have never experienced being sat in a quiet room as fibre is being spun I can tell you it is quite a divine experience. As the wheel spins and the whorl whirls there is an unspoken comfort that transcends space and time, it’s a rhythm that seems to sing to our souls of a time when life was simpler, not necessarily easier, but when we lived in a different way, of slowness, of reciprocity, of connection and of ancient wisdom.