Every year at Not-Back-To-School Camp, I make time with my advisees to write a letter to our future selves – to be mailed by camp six months down the road. It’s a way of carrying those special weeks forward.<\/p>\n
I got my letter today:<\/p>\n
“Last day of Camp<\/p>\n
Myrtlewood, Sept 2013<\/p>\n
Hello Me,<\/p>\n
Third year of camp over the span of 12 years and I can really feel the difference of coming more deeply into myself. I’m not so worried what people think and more able to be receptive and connect.<\/p>\n
I loved that Chad and Christian got to be here this year. Chad and I started the session rushed and irritable and now feel loving and relaxed. Taking the time and space to take care of myself: Downtime, morning time to regroup for the day, time outside, exercise, really helped to make me grounded and clear-eyed versus emotional and snippy.<\/p>\n
I would have loved to have given more physical attention and cuddling to the campers, but it’s harder to do with teenagers. Enjoy those Forest Kinder kids. So cuddly.<\/p>\n
C loves it here, especially the creek. I love being here – the location, perhaps even more than the reason.<\/p>\n
This is the year to work on Chad’s book. DO IT. Personal stuff is important.<\/p>\n
Lots of sleep<\/p>\n
Raven cawing overhead.<\/p>\n
Yellow frog in hand<\/p>\n
Enormous myrtle marked<\/p>\n
Art conversations with Tilke<\/p>\n
Girl time with Abbi<\/p>\n
Baking with Rosa<\/p>\n
Good people. Keep carving out space for myself. SIMPLIFY. DO LESS. DO MORE. HAVE LESS TO TAKE CARE OF.<\/p>\n
Love you!”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Every year at Not-Back-To-School Camp, I make time with my advisees to write a letter to our future selves – to be mailed by camp six months down the road. It’s a way of carrying those special weeks forward. I … Continue reading