Seeing with the Heart: A Week at Blind Camp
Posted: June 23rd, 2026
Spending a week, from June 11-18, 2026, at blind camp in Muskoka, Ontario, gave us far more than memories of a beautiful place. It opened my eyes to courage, friendship, patience, and the deep joy that can grow when people are welcomed, supported, and truly seen.
From the moment we arrived, Muskoka itself seemed to invite reflection. After 52 years, the trees, the water, the fresh air, and the quiet rhythm of camp life still create a peaceful setting. But the true beauty of the week was not only in the landscape. It was in the people—the campers, counselors, staff, and friends who brought the place to life.
Each day reminded me that blindness does not define a person’s ability to enjoy life, build relationships, try new things, or contribute to a community. I saw confidence grow through simple moments: a shared laugh at a meal, a conversation by the water, a blind person water skiing, or a camper helping another camper along the way. These moments were not loud or dramatic, but they stayed with me.
One of the most meaningful parts of the week was learning to slow down and listen more carefully. At camp, communication mattered. A helpful word, a guiding hand, a clear direction, or simply being present could make a difference. I was reminded that compassion is not always found in grand gestures. Often, it is found in patience, respect, and the willingness to walk alongside someone at their own pace.
There were moments of laughter that filled the camp with warmth, and there were quiet moments that felt sacred. Sitting by the campfire, surrounded by people who were learning, serving, helping, and growing together, I felt grateful. I was reminded that community is built when people make room for one another.
By the end of the week, many of the campers were grateful for the experience they had at blind camp. Some left changed. We ended the week closer than when we had first arrived.
A week at blind camp in Muskoka taught me that when people are given encouragement, dignity, and opportunity, beautiful things happen. It reminded me that sight is not the only way to see. Sometimes we see most clearly when we open our hearts to one another.