…but the reason for me writing again is not to tell about the fun of camp, but to describe the spirituality of it.
Imagine yourself in a sanctuary outside. Trees surround you. The brancehs spread over your head like a shield or G-d's hand, protection you from unholy things. Benches are all around you, filled with people, all eager to be a part of something wonderful. No one is an outcast here or a strangers. We are all equal. The sound of children's voices is all you hear - in unison but in harmony too. The sound of our ruach, our spirit drowns out the guitar that had once been leading us. Now we lead the guitar.
It's amazing to be around people who want and feel the same way. And we don't have to hide it because this is who we are. I wish you could be here to share this with me. I miss you a lot.
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