the ones that gave me that smile and a knowing nod.
the one that taught me about sparkly rocks.
the one who hugged me like a lassie come home momma.
the ones who just showed up.
i saw you.
the ones who helped me build a fire.
and the one who made my bed.
the ones who prepared our meals, and
the ones who gave me a break from washing dishes.
i saw you.
the one who sang and the one who read to me.
the one who slipped the note under my door.
the ones who help me clean up after class.
the one who made me my new favorite necklace.
i saw you.
the ones who felt so scared and wanted to just burst,
the ones who came a long way,
the ones who dared,
the ones who are just trying to make it though.
the ones who have made it possible for this camp to continue to exist.
i saw you.
the ones who loved effortlessly
the ones who were so gracious to share
the ones who sat quietly with open hearts.
the ones with their children.
i saw you.
the ones who spent hours and days and minutes preparing for every little thing.
the ones who provided ice and wood and flowers and maps.
the ones who let me totally let loose and hang out and sing sound of music songs.
the ones who couldnt be there but were totally present in my heart.
i saw you.
i felt you.
i heard you.
i honor you.
and i am thankful
and grateful
and so wowed by you the most.
and im still trying to figure out how i can thank all of you in the best possible way,
but until then,
know you were not for a second unnoticed by me.
and i thank you for being a thread that pieced together such a beautiful tapestry in my heart.
and i should have more words to describe
such a profound gathering of hearts,
but i do not, (at least not yet....)
on the drive home, all 18 hours of it,
i thought about all the beauty,
all the tenderness,
all the laughing,
all the support,
and all the bravery that i was able to witness and experience ~
my heart was indeed satisfied.
thank you so much for showing up.
love and miss you...
jen gray
****For a great visual diary of our week, take a peek at Andrew's site,
he did the most amazing job at capturing life at squam ...*****
so, ill be signing off here for a bit as i am off to visit my brother
and his babe in the fine state of Vermont, and then to SQUAM where ill
be assisting Andrea in some mighty delightful superhero classes..
it occurred to me the other day,
that a wish i had made a very long time ago,
is coming true next week....
i wished that i would somehow
be able to re-create my favorite dream job to
show up in my adult life...
that dream job was being a camp counselor
at a summer camp in New Hampshire back in 1987.
a summer camp that is just down the road
from where the Squam Art Workshops is happening...
a reminder to me that the wishes of my heart are so very possible,
even if takes a long time coming about...