This is the paradise that I was fortunate enough to be able to immerse myself in this weekend.
When I was in my teens and early 20’s, I was fortunate enough to be a camper and counselor at an incredible summer camp in Quebec. What I have realized in the years since, is that camp (as a camper you’d go there for a month at a time!) allowed me to discover who I was. What my skills & strengths were. It built my self-esteem and a positive body image. I spent my summers leading canoe trips with teenagers through provincial parks – talk about learning responsibility!!…I wish everyone could have the opportunity I was given.
In the fall, the owner of the camp offers “Women Retreats”. Groups of girlfriends register for a weekend up there where they have access to some of the camp’s facilities: climbing wall, canoeing, kayaking, paddle boarding, swimming, arts & crafts, archery…
…and yoga/fitness classes – which is where I come in. I was brought in as the yoga/fitness instructor (and have been in previous years as well) – I taught 2 classes on Saturday and one on Sunday in this gorgeous 95 year old log building:
This woman in the middle is a wee bit (to put it mildly) eccentric, and is FASCINATED by mushrooms. She took us all over camp and we picked mushrooms and she showed us which were edible and which were poisonous. These are the ones we picked!
We were also treated to some incredible sunsets…
I had a good weekend of relaxation…and more healing. Everyday is one day further away from this past summer. And that is good.
Abby, however, threw a tantrum as I was packing the car to leave on Friday