The Young wolf represents courage, strength, curiosity, and the trail to becoming a human being. It is the way we teach our girls and boys. The transformation of the wolf child to the adult is a process of time and unfolding. Like a tiny seedling breaking the surface of the earth. It is nurtured by nature's warmth, sunlight, and rain. Thus, in time, our young wolf grows into itself like a great tree. Supported with love, care, and understanding. Teaching teens has taught me each young wolf offers something uniquely their own. In this way we celebrate each child and the gifts they bring to the pack.
Young Wolf Camp
I sit near the fire with the rest of our young campers. These are the young wolf. The boys and girls who have traveled from many places to sit at the circle of all things. The fire sparks and crackles as the campers and staff chat, tell stories, and talk of their plans for home. It is the last evening and we have spent near a week camping, hiking, learning, creating and being human.
On the trail
We have tracked deer, squirrel, and bear. Cooked freshly caught trout over hot coals. Carved wood made fire with our own hands and muscle. We are the young wolf. Who have stood in rapt attention as the sun broke the dawn over the great Shasta mountain. Howled with the sunrise as the days unfolded and the chorus of life began. Having immersed themselves all week in the wonder of nature with each breath. The young wolf is becoming.
These young pups of the wolf tribe have grown. You can tell. They are taller, leaner, quicker, and relaxed with each other and their new world. Bugs no longer startle. Evermore curious and capable they can whip up a breakfast and build fire to cook it.
They carve and whittle, tie knots, and set up a tent. And have learned to wander with respect and confidence the forest trails. They are proud of their new skills as I am proud of them.
I am happy to have met these boys and girls. It is a week well spent under a canopy of stars, bird song, and towering pines, and wood smoke. The laughter and smiles of the pack ever present. These are days I cherish most. I listen to the laughter around the campfire and feel complete. Because like them I am home.
I have been teaching teens camping and wilderness skills since 1994. These experiences are more important for our young people than ever before. What do you think?