Adventure Camp 2022

Your child will spend a magical two days among kind, welcoming, and fun folk, each day at a different location on beautiful Vashon Island.

We’ll play games, explore, craft, learn about the nature around us, make discoveries, and enjoy one another. Imagination, curiosity, wonder, laughter, and sweet summer fun will weave throughout.
When: July 11-July 12 (Monday and Tuesday).
Monday: 10am to 2pm
Tuesday: 10:30-2:30
please note the two different times

Your child/children can come for a half day or the whole day, and for one day or two. You are welcome too!

Day 1 – Fern Cove/Shinglemill Creek
Day 2: Private location on Maury Island which will include a fun family dance class + Point Robinson Beach

Ages: 4-10

Fee: Pay from the Heart (you choose the amount). Suggested range is $25-$45/child per day, but truly this is up to you.

Registration Form
Medical Release Form
Liability Waiver

To register or for more information email Jane or contact her here . We’ll finalize details, including sending some logistical information.

Your teachers:

Jane Valencia (Director and Teacher) is a beloved teacher on Vashon Island. In addition to her work with Wise Child Learning, Jane serves as guest instructor with the Vashon Wilderness Program, where she has taught for many years. She taught with the Heartstone Farm Preschool and is also a longtime harp teacher and herbal educator. Committed to nourishing healthy community culture, Jane finds joy in improvising with children, whether in activity, curiosity, music, or other areas of expressive life.

Babi; Barbara Tapia Salvans (Assistant Teacher) is a Biodanza and Music Together facilitator, a student of Respectful Education, and was involved with a homeschool co-op in which they built a dome, and more. Babi brings many skills and her generous heart to each day.

Emilia Vogt (Teacher) taught with the Vashon Wilderness Program, and at the CedarSong Nature School with the late Erin Kenny. She carries a wealth of wisdom and experience as one who is devoted to natural health and well-being and her own earth-based living and ceremonial ways.

Thunderbird Takes Wing

During the past few days we’ve experienced rain and wind. Storms have arrived, not just our usual Pacific Northwest rainy weather. Today at Wise Child Learning and with the Heartstone Children’s Program, we told stories of about our experiences in storms, with Rachel, one of the Heartstone instructors, and myself talking about an incredible windstorm that took place here about six years ago — before most of these kids were even born!

A friend of mine had had this experience with that windstorm. At the time she and her family lived in a yurt. As she went outside in the middle of the night, she noticed something of which her brain couldn’t make sense at first. The ground was heaving up and down around a tree. Then she realized. The tree was uprooting, blowing back and forth. She ran inside to wake her family. A tremendous snap, crash and boom followed. The tree missed hitting the yurt by about a foot. Nearby another tree fell, but though it crashed onto the goat pen, the log round supports sheltered the goats, and the tree ended up being like a roof for the goat pen!

Well, our sporadic winds of the past few days and nights haven’t matched that night of the windstorm by a long shot. But we are reminded that Thunderbird — who came into being, they say, by the North Wind and the South Winds crashing together — is on the wing. It is said that Thunderbird follows the ocean winds. The kids and I played in puddles today and mimicked Thunderbird, flying in from the ocean, clouds pouring rain in our wake to travel over the mountains and let loose rain (or snow). On the other side of the mountains, the clouds thin, and less rain falls, and so the eastern side of the mountains is said to be in rainshadow.

Native wisdom says to stay inside the plankhouses until Thunderbird has passed by. We took note of this wisdom and stayed out of the forest today!

What does your native lore tell about the storms and weather in your area? After learning about Thunderbird with its curved beak, curled horns, lightning in its wings and thunder clapping from its wing beat I can now clearly envision and even see this being in the sky.

Who or what do you see in the storm clouds, in the wind and the rain and the snow? If you are sharing nature with children, see if you can discover some native tales about the weather you experience. You might find that what you uncover can help you explain characteristics of your bioregion, just as Thunderbird flying in with the ocean winds helps to reveal the characteristics of lush forest on the western slopes and rainshadow on the eastern.

In our shared curriculum with Heartstone inspired by the Thanksgiving Address of the Haudenosaunee, we are this moon honoring Weather. If the Thanksgiving Address inspires you I invite you to read a blog post I wrote a few years ago in honor of this time of year, taking note in particular of the Thanksgiving Address: The Secret Of Thanksgiving. I encourage you to create your own “Thanksgiving Address” with your children. In your own words, give thanks to the land, creatures, nature and spirit around you, including as much diversity as feels right to you. It’s a beautiful practice!

Thunderbird And Orca


Gravestone Rubbings

Early last week our newly formed homeschool group headed out to the local cemetery to create gravestone rubbings in honor of this threshold time of year and the upcoming Dia de los Muertos, the Day of the Dead.

It’s been pouring rain, so I wasn’t sure how long we’d want to be out there. Some of the kids are comfortable in any kind of Pacific Northwest weather (it seems to me!), and some are not. Amazingly we all found ourselves captivated by our activity–exploring the cemetery and making rubbings of the gravestones, using crayons on Rite-in-the-Rain paper (waterproof paper!).

Rowan (Mountain Ash) berries on a gravestone
A child makes a gravestone rubbing
A sweet offering at one gravestone -- a stone that says LOVE
Gravestone rubbings with beeswax block crayons

So why did we choose this activity? Isn’t the idea of doing gravestone rubbings kinda … morbid? Perhaps disrespectful?

Years ago our family began doing gravestone rubbings when celebrating the earth festivals with other families. Here, at the time when many traditions say the veil between the worlds and between the living and the dead are thin, and when (as in Day of the Dead) the ancestors, and our loved ones who are passed are celebrated, honored, spoken to, it feels right (to me) to do something like this with children. My experience is that they love it, and that they are fascinated by this very tangible expression of time, and people who have lived and died before they were born, or died more recently. We didn’t find gravestones marking anyone we knew, yet we all felt the connection. I suppose because these were people who lived in and died on our island, in our community.

And the leaves falling from the trees, and the gray clouds thick, and the mist in the air. This deep autumn nature speaks to me of change, time’s passage. It signals to me to look at death, and to remember those who have passed on, the gifts of my ancestors. We told stories in the cemetery, and we wondered at the people who are remembered here.

Some of the children made rubbings of the designs on the stones–birds, roses, a violin. Of images that meant something to them personally, or of names the same as their own. We ended up with some lovely layerings of such things.

One way that children can meet with the truth of death, of passage in a way that is gentle yet filled with mystery is indeed to visit a cemetery, whether you know anyone there or not. Exploring the gravestones, searching for the oldest you can find, or the oldest lived person, or the youngest (always sad), or … there are as many ways to venture into something like this as there are people on the earth.