Here's a letter I wrote to my brother Gemini Cricket as he packs for the playa:
please please please think of me often and dedicate some spiritual time for me.
don't take it for granted or feel like it's old hat. breathe deeply, soak up the dust and the sun, and the beautiful bare breasts and hearts. make connections.
open yourself up and be vulnerable. live some art and some poetry. be affected. and transformed. let it wipe your slate clean.
remember why it's cool, and that you're a part of that.
i will be wishing these things for you.
and i'll be there in spirit at every moment, so look for me, and then remember and tell me about it when you return.
So my goal now, as it has been, is to keep bringing Black Rock City home with me, to make it here, anywhere, always inside me. (To reiterate what I already wrote to a certain extent: )That quality that lets me be totally present and totally in love with every moment of the day-to-day, seeing it as a ritual of beauty, and paying attention to the details. It's not being bored, or impatient. It's *seeing* people and making the effort and the personal investment in connecting with others. Hearing the music in the traffic noise. Opening myself up to being vulnerable, and being affected. To being so inspired with being alive that finite hours of sleep are enough (important in the coming months!), and savored for their preciousness. To seeing and being Art in everything, because it's true, and worth it and why not. Dancing passionately, and knowing I'm beautiful and so are you.
With this new and fresh creature growing inside my belly and making its presence very much known, I gotta admit, it's not that difficult to be fascinated by the "everyday" lately. *Life* is fucking incredible! ~ when you're pregnant, and when you're not! When you're new, and when you're old. Being an Earthling is a fascinating, juicy existence. It's nice, "in this day and age" with our cushy circumstances, to spend a week out in the desert to be reminded of this. But we don't have to. And, really, we don't even have to open our eyes (physically) to see the miracles.
It's all there, all the time.
i still look forward to the next time i get to go to burning man, though. ;-)
This post is not what I intended it to be when I wrote the title, but I think I'll keep it.