Connections, good vibes and raccoons in canoes … no two days are the same when travelling. So it was at Lake Burrumbeet.
We left on the Friday night, a week ago, on the last weekend of summer. Our destination was the Lake Burrumbeet foreshore, a free camp about 20 minutes north of Ballarat, just over two hours from home.
On arrival we were stopped by an RACV vehicle. A van was bogged in soft sand near the lake and the RACV guy didn’t have the capability to pull him out. What sort of roadside service can’t pull out a stuck vehicle?
We couldn’t leave them stranded. So we approached the disheartened driver, whose van was well and truly stuck. His wife had gone walkabout to get help but we told him we’d go unhitch our van and return to lend a hand.
Connection sometimes happens when we least expect it.
Hubby has all the recovery gear and the knowhow to get out of a tricky situation. And so it was. Mission accomplished, we had two new and extremely grateful friends. Laughs, gratitude, conversation and hazelnut chocolate followed. We went back to our campsite, feeling like we’d known them for years.
Dinner was late that night, a post sunset meal savoured underneath a luminous full moon and the sounds of prolific bird life on the water near our campsite. Across the other side of the lake we could make out the lights and trucks on the freeway. It felt like a world away.
“Simple pleasures. Sit outdoors and listen, really listen.”
The following morning we met up with Gary and Glenda again., our new friends, and exchanged details before saying our goodbyes. The day passed amid walks around the lake and a drive to nearby Creswick. We strolled through town, stopping for a coffee, browsing in shops and galleries, photographing historic buildings. And then I found this guy and fell in love.
What a masked up, mischief maker!
This hippy raccoon on a canvas canoe, with the soulful eyes stared at me from behind the window of the town pharmacy. If I could have gone in and bought him I would, but the store was closed. By the time I rang the following week, he’d been sold. I guess he wasn’t meant to be mine.
We don’t have raccoons in Australia, his closest cousin is the possum. And I know they get a bit of a bad rap but he looks so cute. Perhaps he’s planning a big adventure. After all, raccoons are known to be flexible, adaptable, protective and resourceful. They’re also discerning.
Kinda how we need to be these days.
Back at camp there were no raccoons, only pelicans and water hens and a shoreline of river Redgum trees. There are about 200 of these amazing trees along the foreshore but one in particular caught my eye. Yes, I fell in love again.
What a magnificent tree, so wide, so huggable, so alive the energy was almost palpable. Like a wise old man with his feet entrenched in the Earth, with mysteries within. I stood beside it, in awe.
The next morning I felt drawn to it again, to hug it, talk to it. Yes, I’m a tree hugger from way back. How many of you are the same? Touching and connecting to a tree feels like reaching out to Source itself. When hubby suggested I step into it’s trunk it felt almost sacred.
“The forest holds answers to questions we have yet to ask.” Strength, love and freedom personified.
We have so much to learn and appreciate from nature, from trees and the Earth. Growth. Resilience. Tenacity. Strength. Wisdom. Acceptance. Flexibility. Unity. Trees stand together but have no judgement of the smaller or lankier tree next to it.
“Nature shows us how to live, love and grow alongside each other.” Angie Weiland-Grosby
We’re a tribe but our uniqueness is vital. Standing in our own truth, knowing our values and finding balance is so important in life. When I stood underneath that tree I felt miniscule yet somehow part of it and connected to something greater.
Unity consciousness. There’s an underlying sense that all that’s happening in our world is leading towards a huge and monumental shift, a massive disclosure that will change how we live and a remembering of who we truly are. Many of us are awakening to this, a higher consciousness.
When we have the conviction to express and stand for what we believe, we’re coming from our authentic core. So, be brave and fearless, listen to your heart. Step into your power and feel the freedom that comes from speaking your truth. Take a cue from the Earth and from what surrounds us. Lake Burrumbeet was filled with life and vibrancy, peace and abundance, all gifts that can be ours when we allow nature to anchor us in the moment.
Wherever you are, slow down, with each step, with each breath, with each sound, with each thought, with each thing that you notice, with each moment.
Love your life, for it’s precious, as we continue this extraordinary journey together.
In love and light.