Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Camp Aftermath

So here's a summary of my trip to Brave Girl Camp ...


·        This camp is the brainchild of Melody Ross and her sister, Cathy Wilkins.  Melody has been thru so much crap in her life (personal AND business) and she is the perfect person to be running this.  She’s emotional, creative and passionate.  Cathy is the calming force and the one that makes Melody’s ‘dreams’ become a reality.  She’s also one of the cooks for the camps!!

·        24 women converged on this camp.  All walks of life, all different places in their life.  Oldest was 65 and youngest was an 18 year old niece of a woman (who attended also) that had given her the trip for a graduation present.  Most were in their 40’s and 50’s.

·        It was not what I expected.  I expected the touchy feely stuff, etc., but not to the extent it was.  The goal of the camp is to help women heal from past hurts, move fwd, find their voice, empower them to live life on a new level.  The ‘red carpet’ is a safe place to dump it … we were told that nothing leaves this area.

·        Was not prepared for the level of HURT and PAIN in these women’s lives.  They just laid it all out there, looking for a way to move passed it and heal.  I had never experienced anything like that.

·        As I texted my sisters on Thursday morning after a particularly brutal ‘share’ time …. We are so incredibly blessed to have had such a carefree safe secure childhood.  So many women in this group had lousy childhoods, had bad memories of their fathers (emotionally absent, etc) and mothers that didn’t meet their basic needs … I don’t know that there was one woman in the group that didn’t have some issue from CHILDHOOD.  If the worst thing we experienced was that Mom wouldn't let us have a DingDong whenever we wanted, then we are waaay ahead of most of the world!  LOL

·        Food was amazing … we didn’t want for anything.   We had lunch and dinner in Melody’s house.   I cleaned the Art Barn frig out of Diet Pepsi more than once (I had another woman that was hitting it hard w/ me and we laughed about it)  There were snacks and drinks (non-alcoholic)  available to us the entire time we were in the Art Barn (the location for the ‘red carpet sessions’ and the art sessions)

·        I want an Art Barn

·        So am I happy I went?  Not ‘thrilled’ I guess … I did enjoy it, and I did enjoy meeting the women.  They were sincere and lovely people – and thankfully I found a kindred spirit that had the same sense of humor as I did – we were assigned seating for art portions (due to having so many supplies to leave laid out for the week) and she was seated by me.  She was a lot of fun (and what probably saved the trip for me!)

·        Yes there is always one person that is off-the-charts annoying in any group of women.  And this group had TWO.  By the end of the week I really had hit my saturation point w/ both of them.

·        I would not go back – but only because it really wasn’t what I was looking for.  It was invaluable to those women that needed that safe place to share and heal …. And I would very much recommend it to a woman that is trying to overcome obstacles in her life that she just cannot climb above.  It is a very safe place.

·        Worth the money?  For me … no.  Again … for some women it was worth every penny.

·        The art portions were not what I expected either.  I had hoped Melody would be sharing new techniques and actively participating in the art sessions.  (she’s a great artist!)  However, it was clear that art sessions were only for ‘therapy’.  She gave prompts that we were suppose to use as a spring board to get going in the creative process.  She actually left the barn during those times, wasn’t looking at anyone’s work, etc.  I believe she did that so that no one would think they were under any kind of pressure to create a certain way, and she wouldn’t be commenting on ANYONE’s art, making someone else possibly feel sub-par because she didn’t comment on theirs.  Our art was OURS alone.

·        My takeaways ... my life is blessed beyond measure.  My past is what has formed me into who I am today.  I own my mistakes wholly and I have learned from them and moved fwd, which is why I had nothing to share.  I don’t let them rule my life, they are NOT who I am today, which is why I had nothing to share.  I am okay (that is stunning, as I never thought I was ok! LOL).  Hmmmmm I guess I did get something from this after all, eh?  LOL
 
Did I mention I want an Art Barn?!!?!?

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