It’s very late, after a long day and full week at Camp Creative. It’s been a remarkable time, as evidenced and summed up by the concert of performing artists who came together this evening – a showcase of all the creative work that’s been put in across many media: instrumental music, singing and dance. Some performers were first-timers, others more seasoned, all with their creative juices flowing.
The most wonderful thing was seeing the range of ages represented. Even in my writing course, the span was from 33 to 81. Camp Creative is a kind of spontaneous, temporary community where the verve of young people is matched by the wisdom of the older generation, and everyone is enriched by the experience.
This is one of the things I appreciate about yoga too. It cuts across gender and age. Kids love yoga and love practising with their parents. Adult classes include all ages, as yoga is something anyone can do.
At the end of the day yesterday, I was inspired by my writing instructor, a woman with grey hair and life experience as long as mine. She offers these words:
Writing…has brought me insights I would not otherwise have. The most important is that nothing transcendental ever happens as long as the road being travelled is level and straight. When life is without challenges there is no need to go beyond the known and comfortable.
When a writer is willing to be vulnerable on the page, he honours others’ vulnerability. He creates a space for openness and in doing so says that if he can do it, so can you.- Life Stories at Camp Creative by Carrolline Rhodes
I’m sorry the temporary community I’ve been touched and inspired by this week is disassembling now, but the great thing about the internet, email and blogging is there is a network to continue to support us and keep us connected, if we like.