I woke this morning to the sound of a bird I don’t recognize. The motioning was cool. The ground was hard. I wiped the sleep from my eyes and reached for my shoes. The morning is beautiful.
This morning’s post is going to be short, and different. I’m not interested in what’s going on with the outside world. For the next two days we’re camping. No electricity. No Wi-Fi. No bathrooms. We’re enjoying what is beautiful.
This is good. The little ones are old enough to help a little. We have friends with us. We brought the dog. We have no contact with the hate and stupidity taking place elsewhere.
The earth is a beautiful place. We would probably do well to spend more time out here. Unfortunately, this is the only trip we’ll be able to make this year. Kat’s schedule doesn’t give us any extra time before the kids start back to school. So, we’re making the most of the time. Hiking. Swimming. Sitting by the fire telling stories.
We don’t have to spend all our time worrying about other people. One of the nice things about camping is that everyone does their own thing. No one bothers anyone else, if you happen to actually see anyone else. You know there are other campers nearby, but no one cares about the color of their skin or whether they’re the same gender or what their belief system might be. We’re all just here, enjoying what is good and beautiful.
Maybe, just maybe, if we lived a bit more like this all the time, letting everyone live their own lives, be whoever they want to be, we wouldn’t be so inclined to kill each other over stupid shit. Perhaps, if we focused more on the beauty around us we’d be able to see the good in others with no consideration to our differences. Maybe.
I’m stopping here. We have coffee to drink, hikes to take, books to read. Perhaps you should do the same. Unplug. See what’s beautiful.