Letters from camp

Let’s pretend we are all away at camp together. The air is crisp and a cool lake breeze blew gently through our cabin’s while we slept.  After the very deepest sleep, we awake feeling so rested. The joy is sinking in.  We are away. We are on holiday.  This feels so good.

We brush our teeth, splash some water on our faces and make our way toward coffee. We are all perfectly beautiful just the way we are here.  No makeup needed.

After breakfast we walk together toward a white tent that has scraps of colorful fabric tied all around the sides.  We belong here.

And then I show each of you where the magic truly is.

I ask you to reach into the bags that you brought to camp. You know the bags I am talking about. They are with you always. They are filled with bits and pieces…books you plan to read, mail you didn’t throw out and tiny notebooks with thoughts you want to remember.

These bags are filled with you.  And there are little pieces of string, fabric and buttons on the bottom.  I know this.

We would reach in and pull out all these little pieces and use them to create our letters and tags from camp.  And they would be amazing.  They would be enough. They would be us.

This is how I create the little tags that go on each package that I mail out with orders.

I look over my desk and use all the little pieces that are left over; pieces of paper touched with paint. A bit of string.  A stamp from a letter. These go out with orders.  These go out to friends.  And they go out to say thank you.

“Thank you for that lovely comment you left me on Etsy.”

“Thank you for supporting my business.”

“Thank you for your friendship.”

“Thank you for showing up here.”

I keep a pile of bits and pieces in a small box on my desk.  I go there to create.  This is where the story is.

It is in the pieces that are left over. Your story is in the pieces that fall to the bottom of your bag or lay on the side of your desk.  Sew them on a letter.  Glue them on the tag that you saved from a new dress.  Send out these magical letters from camp.

 Stay with me here.  Reach into your bags. Pick them up and turn them over.  Use all the scraps.  Play a bit. Write a letter. Add some string. Share it here. We will be at camp together in real time, but till then show me your magic here.