What if I had been a Kid who Camped?

i find myself 

surrounded by 

strong women

our original mother, 

Nature

the soft glow of fire 

the sweet sound of silence 

i inhale the smoky air

i root my feet in her earth 

i surrender to her gentle waves 

i lift my gaze to her heavens

i sense the slow shift -

my nervous system 

temporarily settling 

then returning to its 

normal state of tension

i move my incredible body 

in the way he asks me to

slow

steady 

honoring the playful 

bursts of energy 

when they come

my jaw unclenches 

my shoulders drop 

my hips finally let go 

this body holds 

so many memories

beautiful

painful

shocking 

hard truths 

laughter

pleasure

heartache 

sorrow 

regret

they can all feel as

engulfing as her waters

so i let her hold me 

in my joy and

in my pain

and everywhere in between 

especially the in between 

the unknowing 

the fearful reminders of

the lack of safety 

the doubtful next steps

but what if 

there are no next steps

36 years in this vessel

this sacred home, body  

and just now i am learning 

the art of slowing down

what if i had been a 

kid who camped 

would my body have 

felt like a safer place to exist

would i have learned sooner to

turn to this precious land for

guidance

relief 

acceptance 

would i be a 

different person

would i be more healed

more calm

more me

“what if i had been a kid who camped”

July 4, 2024

Evangola State Park