The expression "the only constant is change" is made manifest in a forest. We think of a forest as one thing, a single, discrete entity, but it is a communal organism that is constantly evolving: growing, dying, being be reborn. In 16 years of living in a forest, I've watched seedlings grow into trees and mighty trees fall. Some years we plant, some years we cull, but the forest keeps evolving, with us or without us.
The camp out is like that: always changing. People come and people go. All we can do is plant the seed and watch what happens.
With love in my heart and good will towards all, I make this offering of community, celebration and beauty, an island of respite in the river of time.
So much love for the people who make the trek over the mountain this weekend. So much love for those who want to be here but can't.
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