Have you had an epiphany while camping?
Friday February 8, 2008
According to Dictionary.com, epiphany is a noun that means: a sudden, intuitive perception of or insight into the reality or essential meaning of something, usually initiated by some simple, homely, or commonplace occurrence or experience. One of the thrills of camping are the encounters we might have with wildlife and mother nature. If you would like to share a story, leave a comment.
Have you had an epiphany while camping?
1.) yes
2.) no
I had a very peculiar encounter with a bald eagle at the Grand Canyon. Check out my comments.
Comments
When I was younger, I worked at the Grand Canyon. It was my off day, and I and some co-workers were going to do some rock climbing above Horseshoe Mesa. I play dulcimer and had brought it along. I was sitting near the edge of the canyon playing my dulcimer when a large shadow moved over me. I looked up to see a large bird flying off to the east. I continued watching, and as it turned I could see that it was a bald eagle. I continued playing, and the bald eagle kept flying over the canyon in a big swooping circle. As I sat there, the eagle came back around and flew just 10 feet in front of me. As I watched and played, the eagle turned it’s head and looked directly at me as it flew by. I concluded that the bald eagle was listening to me play and had come back around to hear more of this curious sound.
Great story, I have one myself… I was alone camping in the back of my 4runner in Death Valley, just to get away from L.A. for a week of meditation and photography. Coincidentaly I had arrived during the biggest meteor shower is the last century so I just laid back watching the show listening to Miles Davis with a little herb. I actually had a religious experience and discovered a lot about myself and life in general. Camping is wonderful I can’t live without it.
THAT is why I go camping! Each time I go back to nature, it is for the spiritual renewal.
After a few days, I become as one with the environment I chose, and the wildlife accepts me as part of the landscape. I always get a thrill to have birds around me, and even coming over to perch on my knee or hand. Possums come up to me at night for a bit of communion. My mornings are filled with a glorious choir of birdsong.
If I am troubled, then the solitude heals my hurts, and gives me answers to my questions.
I always leave with reluctance, but my spirit is peaceful
I agree with Bev, above.
I flee my so thoroughly urban life to reconnect to my soul. I don’t go to church, I go to the woods… That is where god is.