Flood Response in Vermont

First night in the cabins of base camp in Cabot, Vermont... we are guests of this kids camp facility, just like in Camp Caloosa, in Fort Myers. Out in the forests and mountain hills, which are beautiful, I hear there are black bears.. The wind is chilly enough to surprise me for a summer night. But it's an exciting adventure, and I cannot wait to get to know the rest of the team tomorrow.

I like to remember, that, if I look up long enough, and deeply enough, into a dark, starry night, then, I will see a falling star. In which case, I make a wish, just to let the words go, because I believe, that only wishes that are truly believed, are heard by the heart, & can come true. 

It's so quiet out here... it let's me go deeper into, feeling detached from things of the mind, and letting go of the chattering thoughts, for pure feeling and wholeness.. it's weird, but it's like the cold air. It makes you feel a little sad, but happy and envigorated for life, at the same time.

I realize how much I have needed to spend time with people my own age. And with similar interests. It's like finding long-lost family, every time I go out into the world.. little pieces of myself left here and there, to be found again, so abundantly. 

Having no blanket, or pillow, allows me to feel grateful for the cold water of an outdoor shower house, and socks, with soft pants. I love my jacket, and I feel more inclined to wear shoes, and protect my feet. Definitely need to find a clothing shop before I leave for Nepal, or even spend another week out here, in Cabot. 

A sadness takes hold as I imagine fantasies, day dreams that meet me at night only to taunt me with their presence of non-existence. I hug closely the love in my heart, and I give it small kisses. Like Srila Prabhupada says, from the BhagavadGita Chapter 6, eating too much, sleeping too much, eating too little,  or working too hard, does not make a yogi. I dream of a sweet and softly lit afternoon, in a clean room with whites and blues and sunshine and trees outside, and in this dream, I tell stories and laugh tales of life for a young pair of eyes and small ears to take in with an eagerly listening soul, so that they may imagine what their future could possibly hold, as they look upon a life lived well. A life of love and adventure that are only natural legacies for those who live with freedom in their hearts.

In the Morning:

Last night was a chilly night, to say the least, lol and don't ask if I have any saltines to go with this chill, because if I did, I tossed and turned so much that they would have all been crushed lol 🥘 speaking of which.... I think this month, I'll make everyone a vegan chilli for dinner, one of these night! Cold weather really inspies culinary ideas.

Reminds me that all we have to live for is one day at a time.. our lives are marked by the meals we have, and that we share with others.

Its 5:45am in Cabot, Vermont, it's rainy outside and 58°F, and I am Ready for day one! ♡

Update: First day and I had to go back to base lol embracing the painful and embarrassing! Giving those things that are considered shameful and scary, and giving them a voice of reason, and new life! So that I may learn and grow, and one day teach the same value of lesson, through my own beautiful existence, honestly, like the beautiful and kind people I am meeting in Cabot.. ♡

So I'm just really grateful, and I'm grateful because sound is such a beautiful thing, especially when they harmonize and resonate with the colors of nature. I love life. And I love being strong enough to recover from past mistakes, no matter how long it took me to learn from them.

♡ I believe this is what God's grace is...