I love camping. Last weekend I was at a festival in Upton-on-Severn in Worcestershire. If you’d said to me ten years ago that I’d embrace camping, my response may have been peppered with Anglo-Saxon language!
Thinking about it, I guess the issue which has often challenged me the most is spontaneity. I’m a planner by nature. So when a dear friend asked me, many years ago now, whether I’d like to join her and some other friends at a festival, I was cautious. I understood that it might be fun. But what bothered me most was that I wouldn’t be able to control how I’d be seen (like you can do that anyway…), have my own space, and most importantly, have an en-suite loo in a tent!!
I can remember planning my outfits very carefully, wanting to look the part. And thinking how I’d transition from night clothes into day clothes. And having my creature comforts around me. We were sharing a tent, what if I snored? What if I needed a wee in the middle of the night. Yadda yadda yadda….
My first festival was 80’s Rewind at Henley-on-Thames. We glamped. I had to go with the flow. Be in the moment. Let down my guard. Dance like no-one was watching.
It was a pivotal experience, and the start of a journey which I’m still on, as I embrace spontaneity in other areas of my life. My biggest fear has always been about letting go. And I’ve learned that it’s not so bad at all. In fact, it’s exciting.
“What we fear most is usually what we most need to do.” Tim Ferriss.
I love camping and going to festivals and now can’t imagine life without them. I haven’t tried skydiving yet though …..