This past weekend, I was out on the Ice Age Trail for a run. I most definitely needed some ‘trail time’ as all kinds of issues had been ‘incoming’ on me and I was feeling the stress the the burden of some things I could control, and some things I couldn’t. From work to the riots in our Capital, to where we stand as a community regarding Covid. I was stressed. While running, I came across the Parnell Backpack Shelter and noted that a camper was there. While I didn’t see the camper, I did notice the camp setup and snapped a photo of it.
Then I had a thought. Because of where this campsite shelter is, it’s very likely that the camper had very poor cell service. What a blessing that is!
You see, without cell service, there is no ‘social media.’ This camper, therefore, had no idea how angry he should be at any number of people. He had no idea how worried he should be about the future of our country, our planet, our local football team. He had no idea how afraid he should be of human contact or if he will give a virus to someone he loves or a stranger he had never met. He has not been notified that he is not doing enough for the cause of ‘good’. He also has not been informed that he is either partially or fully responsible for the behaviors and actions of people or groups that he has never met in his life. He has not been the recipient of any virtue signals, nor has he been able to send out any signals himself.
He has not been exposed to the hostility and anger of others who choose to share their opinion loudly.
He has also not been informed of his racism, bigotry, misogyny, homophobia, or his privilege.
What a lucky and happy camper he must be! I never did see the camper who was waking up to a beautiful morning in the Kettles that morning. I do know that if I had met him or her, we would have had a lot of things in common, and a lot of things to talk about and smile about. And I guarantee any discussion we would have had would have included smiles and laughter, and an offer from me to help in any way with supplies, if needed.
It appears that 2021 is going to pick right up where 2020 left off. My resolution is to spend much less time scrolling through the stuff that doesn’t really matter. I hope to spend more of it talking face to face, agreeing to disagree, and seeing the inherent GOOD in people, rather than dividing and labelling and choosing whether someone is good or evil.
So here’s to more refreshing miles on the trails and in the outdoors in 2021, where the only ‘battery’ that really matters in life gets charged up to 100%.