I wandered the southern Coast region with my friend Bryan this weekend. He introduced me to Camp Myrtlewood, a place of healing and peace.
We hiked a mile-and-a-half to a beautiful vista, and spent the afternoon eating and talking (and I took a nap). The forest felt primeval and I felt Tolkeinesque wandering amongst the giant ferns and firs.
The camp hosts are among the most loving people I've ever met. They opened their home and their hearts to us.
True riches reside not in accumulation, but in fullness of heart and soul.