Camp has been wonderful, even though I’ve been in the midst of a pretty intense drought. Tonight, we had another bonfire following a juggling show and I realized that we were in the presence of the 5 sacred things from Starhawk’s novel.

Camp is on Shelter Island, where there are vast open skies, open fields, clean water and our bonfires. Since Elliott has been here, we’ve also had music to put us in touch with the spirit.

It’s been incredible.