Whew… good weekend. Spent much of it shuttling between home and the Black Rock Burn, where I hung out with a bunch of very cool folks who play with fire for fun. Drummed, danced around the bonfire, watched beautiful half-naked men and women “spin poi” – twirl flaming brands around their bodies in intricate patterns. Shared my guitar with a girl whose ex-boyfriend had destroyed all her guitars just before the festival. Learned basic poi-spinning moves from a guy who hitchhiked there from New York. Wrote a bit, and then lost my journal.
And spent a lot of time just meditating on the top of the hill, listening to the sound of the wind in the weeds and the song of the insects. I feel spiritually refreshed in ways I haven’t for a long time.
Also found time to hang out with both my mom and my dad. Dad brought me back a new drum from India!
And somewhere in all of this I reached a new level of clarity and resolution about who I am, and how I am going to live my life. This lead to some heart-to-heart conversations with Stacey, the upshot of which is that I believe we are now more in accord than we have been since perhaps the beginning of our relationship.
I love my wife very much, and I’m looking forward to the amazing things we will create together.