Sleeping out in the woods in a bedroll his mother made him to be away from people... I empathize. My mother made me bedrolls to help me pull back from the others where I could rest. Though a dark forest with snakes and birds could be somebody’s nightmare, here the chickadee is light and the garter snake is just going about its business. If you are alive and conscious you probably know your own seven year old still wrapped warmly in a blanket. The only path to the woods is through feeling weightless and letting go.
Sleeping out in the woods in a bedroll his mother made him to be away from people... I empathize. My mother made me bedrolls to help me pull back from the others where I could rest. Though a dark forest with snakes and birds could be somebody’s nightmare, here the chickadee is light and the garter snake is just going about its business. If you are alive and conscious you probably know your own seven year old still wrapped warmly in a blanket. The only path to the woods is through feeling weightless and letting go.
Love this. Nice wrap-up...