Louboutins to Hiking Boots

No statement is truer, you just need to be still

I had been thinking about writing my experience in the woods, because I already knew I would be slaying yet another fear with the marvels of nature. Sleeping alone in the woods exposed in a fishbowl container, ok it’s not a fishbowl but let’s be clear with the shades up you’re exposed, but in the most magnificent way. The squirrels and I were divided only by the glass, the snow falling looked as if it was blanketing me, it was almost like a 3D feeling within two windowed walls. I cried on the way here, I cried when I parked and I cried when I entered the door, the emotion I felt, was joined with my chipmunk cheek smile that I am here. Not just here in this location, but I am here, I am alive, and I am doing yet another thing I never imagined, I was a city girl, and the woods were not for me, yet I climbed a mountain and now I’m sleeping in a container “Naked and Afraid”, not naked, not afraid but it became a family joke.

While I was facing demons of past like the badass warrior I am, I changed, I changed to someone else, someone I was always supposed to be. While working through PTSD I have had much time to learn what it is that I like, not what I thought I should like, I started to realize I love nature, I now feel a deep connection that fills my spirit.

I have been wanting to go camping, I have no idea why, but I did, but no one wanted to go. A sucker for a pop up adds for travel I was intrigued with this “Getaway House”, I researched locations and booked it! Packing was easy, they supply everything, I don’t even need the extra blanket I brought, the firewood bundles were waiting for my first try to start a fire, I am happy to report that it was a success and I have video evidence, full disclosure, I used a fire starter, that still counts right?

People are in other “containers”, but you don’t really see them unless out on the same trail, it’s almost like a woodland fairy village which is appropriate as that is how I feel, like a fairy. The towels were soft, the shower was hot and really all I needed was my laptop, cozy clothes, provisions I would want to eat and tons of tea. Oh, I also brought a little French press to have fresh coffee in the morning however they do supply instant, however I must draw the line somewhere.

To sum up my latest adventure of self-discovery, it was a great success however it’s my last night so hopefully I am not murdered, or this story would suck, and I wouldn’t be able to visit all the other ones on their list. If you are a non-camper in need of escapism, I highly suggest this as a start as maybe you will find the person you have lost along the way, yourself. If you are a camper and want to step it up a notch and try something ridiculously cool, the time is now because I predict they will be booked well in advance, in fact I’m going to book another one right after I hit submit.

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