When I first met her, to be frank, I thought she was a little weird, a little too light, almost as if she had no tether to the world, no attachments, no burdens. She was like a fairy, a denizen of the light, a good spirit. She was the opposite of me (me being sarcastic, and skeptical, unsympathetic, brutally honest, crude, lewd, and altogether lacking in human decency), or so I thought.
Indeed after only an hour of further acquaintance, I began to understand her philosophies, her view of people, of her space. After a third meeting, I began to understand her desire to help others grow. After the fourth, I saw the equality in her eyes, saw that she knew the potential in all of us. At the fifth meeting, today, I am confronted with her steady temperament, her easy manners. I am confronted with my own reluctance.
If I am to be honest, I did not want to come today. I did not know what to write. I did not know how, or why I should share this journey with you (what this journey was to begin with), and, honestly, I am a bit nervous to meet all of you.
I was met with a wonderful challenge, and I am not one to take up challenges, you see. I prefer to live in my own space, writing other people's stories, because I find my own not worth writing about, not worth reading, not worth understanding.
But that is exactly what this is about. That is what Camp Now is about. That is why I am here today.
What do I want to get out of this experience? Why am I doing this? What can I contribute to this movement? Who am I? Why do I matter? Do I matter?
Will what I write be seen?
How can I make it be seen?
How can I help? What do I not understand? What do I need to learn? What will I learn? What will I do from here on out?
How can I help you?
If you have made it this far with me, then Welcome. Shall we discover myth, music, and magic together?
My name is Grace, I've been working for Camp Now for five days, and it all started when I met her, that weird woman G.E. Fox. It is always strange, isn't it, meeting someone with your own name. It is even stranger not knowing what will happen when two creative minds connect. What magic it will produce! What song! What life! I do not know what will come of it, how I will change, but join me, and we'll fly together.
Now, what will we Crealitate?