there's a million better pictures than this
and
none of them can match what it
was
like to actually be there, but
i'm posting
this glimpse as a reminder to
myself of
how glad i was to have
made the trip to
big
summit prairie despite the
negative
hype and my own
misgivings about bad
weather, wild fires, and a lack of toilets
--none of
which predictions
came true.
i stopped going to burning
man 15
years
ago because
what had started as a force
for social
engagement had, by and
large,
degenerated into
an insular
party scene.
i
longed for a gathering
that
emphasized
social
justice and
ecological
awareness--
a
tall order for
a festival
predicated on
$1,200
tickets and wanton
incineration.
ok,
maybe it's
silly to
describe this
cosmic
event
through the
lens of fest
comparisons,
but
uncommon
alignment was
the order of
the
day. the
show in the
sky was enhanced
by
the
convergence on
the ground--tens
of
thousands
of people getting
along just
fine,
opening
hearts
and minds,
laughing,
crying,
hugging,
holding space
for reverence
and
respect
at the
urging of indigenous
tribal
leaders
who called
for silence
and got it.
after
the darkness,
a new day
dawned.
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