Becoming Unbound

Last night I had a vivid dream that I was laying in my childhood bed. The lights were dim and the room felt quiet, but there was a bustling around me. People I knew were interacting as they normally would. The atmosphere was not threatening. The bed I occupied turned into a warm bath and …

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Kind Reintegration

I'm finally sitting on my couch at home,ย adjustingย to life outside of the bubble we created for one magical week.   Reintegrating from camp is similar to resting after a waltz. During the dance we move and are moved: embracing partnership, fluidity, synchronistic flow. Completely in the moment, it feels like nothing else exists.ย Then the song …