The most unlikely happy camper

By Lian Brook-Tyler

I had a huge smile on my face and joy in my heart as I settled in my purple tent of wonder in the woods last week. I can’t say I ever imagined I would feel sad for my nights in it to come to an end…. But now I can count how many are left on almost one hand, I do.

Spirit led me into shamanism kicking and screaming, I have rarely been so reluctant about anything, but it turns out that Spirit knew what it was doing.

Some of the most mind-blowing, beautiful, healing, liberating and meaningful experiences of my life have taken place either in the woods, or in one way or another have been a direct result of the shamanic path.

And whilst, camping (let alone in torrential rain, ridiculous temperatures, and after sweat lodges and all sorts of dirty madness that wet wipes don’t make a dent in) started out as a horribly unwelcome necessary evil, it seems even that has begun to work its magic on me.

Living from soul is rarely comfortable or convenient but it is the way to an enchanted life in which even the things you most resist can transform into much-loved friends and teachers.
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