Recently my wife and I, along with our 17 month old daughter, took a much needed overnight retreat up to the mountains; we rented a yurt in one of the state parks that is a short drive from where we live. When we arrived at the campground there were barely any other campers there and snow was covering the ground from a recent storm. We checked into our yurt and noticed there was a couple staying in the cabin two lots away from us. We were very excited to finally get away and were looking forward to some quiet relaxation in the mountains (as quiet with a 17 month old will allow). Because of the recent weather and the timing of our getaway we figured we could count on the campgrounds not being crowded and noisy, like can happen during the summer months.
Not too long after we arrived another couple checked into the cabin adjacent to us and appeared to be friends with the other couple previously mentioned. Shortly after that, another couple showed up joining the already group of four in the neighboring cabins. We continued to enjoy our time and as evening approached we built our campfire and ate dinner. The group next to us seemed to be having a good time playing some games and also enjoying their campfire. Not to be stereotypical, but what commonly accompanies young adults and camping? Yep, blame it on the alcohol. For us old timers with a toddler, we decided to call it an evening when the night air became too frigid, which was around eight that night. We let the fire die down and headed inside our yurt to enjoy the rest of the night; just us and the peaceful mountain ambiance. However, our neighbors were just getting warmed up and seemed to be having quite the time.
For the next three hours the three couples staying next to us seemed to be throwing what sounded like a block party in the campground. My wife was quite intrigued by what was going on outside and kept trying to hear what everyone was saying. I couldn’t distinguish anything being said over the chattering of our daughter who apparently thought the party had moved into our yurt. Although we were hoping for some peace and quiet neither of us was upset by it all realizing young people do this kind of thing. Luckily a little after eleven the noise subsided and we were finally able to get some sleep. I remember saying to my wife at one point that it was karma getting me back for all the times I had been a selfish partier in my youth.
At one point in my life the inconsideration showed by our camp neighbors would have really aggravated me to the point of considering some kind of retaliation, but surprisingly, as I was laying there listening to the racket I wasn’t bothered at all. Sometimes in life you have to know what battles are worth pursuing and which ones to let go. I understood that adding negativity to the situation wasn’t the answer, as I also realized that karma has a funny way of catching up to you. Years ago I was one of those young adults in that group drinking and having a good time without any concern for those around me. The Dalai Lama once said, “Follow the 3 RES. RESpect for others. RESpect for yourself. RESponsibility for all your actions.” There are many lessons to be learned in life and sometimes those lessons require time to fully be recognized. Even though our quiet retreat was spoiled with selfish behavior I can’t help but to appreciate that life has a funny way of coming full circle.
“Watch your thoughts, for they become words. Watch your words, for they become actions. Watch your actions, for they become habits. Watch your habits, for they become character. Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny. ” by Unknown