Island Camping Helps me Strip Life Down to its Essence

I use this time to reorient myself to what’s important

Photo by Beth Bruno

When we board the ferry we feel our shoulders relax. We are making a crossing that is familiar but never ceases to work its magic on us. As we cross the inlet to an uninhabited island that will be our home for the next 5 days, we breathe easier. We know that we will be stripped of…