So when I was at Burning Man I was lucky enough to borrow a bike for the whole time I was there....the chain came off a few times and people were nice enough to fix it for me each time. Well, after so many times of coming off I took the bike to a bike repair place, yes there were a few of those at Burning Man, nice people taking time out of THEIR Burning Man to repair bikes, for FREE. Wanting nothing in return. While some good hearted person was fixing my bike, another came up and gave me this Burning Man necklace that he carved out of wood, he said he made about 200 to give away. Thank You! Another time while I was enjoying my latte at Center Camp a group sat down by me, we started chatting and next thing I know I get this vial that was empty at the time but I filled it up with playa dust. I had been thinking how nice it would be to bring back some playa dust home as a memory and then a stranger gave me that empty vial. Unreal. One more thing, the stranger turned out to be a rather amazing photographer and he offered to take pics of me, of course I said yes and the pics turned out so good. I am very happy with them and I feel very fortunate and again extremely grateful.
So this evening I put my two gifts in the window with some incense and a candle, sending out happy thoughts and memories about the Burning Man that I got to experience. And hope to experience again.
One more thing. While waiting for my connecting flight in Seattle last night a woman got paged. Her last name was Gerlach. That is the name of the town closest to where Burning Man is held. She got paged twice, so I know I heard it correctly. Coincidence? To me it is a sign that I need to go again. And make more memories.
Of course some people will never understand Burning Man and think (wrongly) that it is ONLY some huge freak orgy where you get drunk, drugged up and run around naked and act like an ass. That would be more like Mardi Gras or any local bar. I went to Mardi Gras once, not my scene and guess what....I didn't show my boobs once. Burning Man has its share of naked people but it's not sexual, at least not for me. It didn't seem to be for the naked ones either. I am full of happiness and feel like I am radiating from the inside of my soul. When I hear people talk negative about something so amazing that they have no clue about and are not even willing to be open minded about, it makes me sad. Please do not destroy other people's joy!
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Annette on :
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Annette on :
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I give all the credit to Michael, the photographer....
Wonderhussy on :
So glad you had a good time! I'm looking forward to reading more of your posts about it 🙂
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Thank You Sarah.....for being there for my first BM.
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