I have forgotten my camera at the tent, and I don't want to disturb the dogs by retrieving it.
I am sitting in dappled morning sun, over-looking Lake Charlton. There are no ripples on its mirrored surface, only steam rising from it. The sun peeks through pine needles on an adjacent tree, and I can almost look at it with my sunglasses.
The silence presses against my eardrums, and then I hear past the silence. Birds, insects buzzing, a camper's slow rumble of a snore, a camp-mate's propane burner for making that first cup of camp coffee.
Soon kindling is being chopped and I wonder again about retrieving my camera.
I've only come out for one night of camping--and it seems both ridiculous to do so, and absolutely necessary.
A micro-adventure into nature to hear The Piper playing his songs. I hear them in the birdsong across the lake, in the breeze that flutters past my ears and dances in the spider webs.
The kindling catches and the campfire smoke floats out to the lake.
My coffee has grown lukewarm and so a trek to the car to get another bottle of propane is next. I will eat instant oatmeal without guilt and make a cup of chai.
There is a half-hearted talk between the only other two campers awake yet of taking the canoe out, but I don't want to move from my spot. I'm enjoying the quiet like I haven't since I arrived yesterday afternoon. Soon enough the quiet will end.
I was hoping for silent epiphany last night, but I was kept engaged with my friends--enjoying the night--and without sleep late until the wee dark hours of the morning.
But maybe this morning's silence by campfire and following the sun rise higher in the tree's needles is enough.
The Piper card from the Faerie Oracle deck said for me to come camping, so I did.
I'm confident that I have received, or will receive, whatever infusion I needed to clear my head and center into me again.
The more I think about it, the more I believe my healing and personal growth were aided by this view this morning. This still lake, this crackling fire, this quiet morning with the scent of infusing each breath.
This moment is why I came out to Mother Gaia--why I'm here today.