We just returned from our annual pilgrimage to the mountains of Virginia. For most of the last 9 years, we have spent a week with thousands of fellow Unitarian Universalists at the summer camp out there. It is an exercise in tolerance, opening our minds, exhaustion and communing with each other and nature.
We spend the days either in workshops, on nature trips, or just hanging out in the coffee shop. Nighttime is filled with concerts, dancing and late-night barbecue. We play board games, blow bubbles and watch the dunk tank.
Last year we ended up canceling because of my husband’s hernia surgery. So it was even better to be back, because we hadn’t seen some of our friends in 2 years.
It’s hard to convey what we get out of this excursion. But I do know that it reminds me of the best parts of myself, and reminds me I need to keep working toward being the best person I can.