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We were camping in the Redwoods National Park in early autumn. Night approached, we started or small bonfire in the fire pit. Gathering around the fire is something most of us love. Few activities give us a greatest feeling of togetherness. And although it may sound redundant, of warmth. Richard and I prepared the firewood, splitting the bigger pieces with an ax. Good ax handle. I’ve been using axes since I was about four. If you use an ax, you know how important is the handle. Axes and fire are much related. Su Dongpo, the Sung Dynasty poet, painter, calligrapher and genius wrote, living water should be cooked with living fire. My daughter and her mother were in care of cooking with the portable butane stove. Cooking with fire.
Once we had our bonfire on, I looked around a little. There were modern tents, some amazingly comfortable modern RVs, modern cars. Most of us had left our houses, to spend a few days camping in the middle of the ancient redwoods forest. We set our tents by the 500 year old trees. They were our homes for those days. The cell phones had no signal in the forest. All we could hear was the soft whispering sound of Smith river, the night insects, and the burning firewood. Our hearts were filled with an immense joy, a joy not easily matched. Not the sort of exhilarating joy that takes you up, and then comes down. It was the joy of quietness. Even. Without ups and downs. Instead of hangover, it leaves you an unstoppable awareness of wholeness, of having joined the dance of the universe.
I looked at Richard and said, “isn’t it funny?” — “What?” he asked. I said, “look around. There’s so many people camping here, and gathering round the fire. We work so much to get all that technology, our modern cars (although mine is a ’51 Land Rover), the sophisticated houses. Then, we leave all that behind, to find joy just by camping in a forest, and gathering round the fire. Just like thousands of years ago.” We looked at each other and laughed. Gathering round the fire is something most of us love the most.