Tuesday, September 18, 2012

A month I'll never forget.

When I get old, I'm going to have one helluva story to tell. But aren't we all? I always think I'm a badass, and then I realize everyone around me is as well. Each person that has lived should have some crazy story to tell based off of their own perspective. The good, the bad - it doesn't matter because it's their own and all I can do is soak it up like a sponge. Learn from their mistakes and accomplishments by putting myself right in that moment where the story once lived.

I just can't let these moments in my younger days pass me by too fast. Sometimes I feel like I'm not holding up to my own standards, but then I realize I'm worrying too much and I just got to roll with it. Go with my gut and forget the rest. It's like I'm literally a bird flying around in my own neighborhood. I know where the secret spots are to find food and I have the best nest around, but I have wings. I can take them anywhere I want. I risk my life - but then I risk not knowing what I could've seen. I risk the journey.

Speaking of my latest journey...

There she is - couldn't be flying more freely on the Crazy Train after gazing at the ship wreck behind me...

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Crazy Train cruising the playa - oh but look who we have here.... Mr. Carl Cox. World known DJ. So amazing.

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There we are and couldn't be happier...

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Tay and I made our fantasy masterpiece costume come true on the playa. So happy with the turn out...

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Me busting moves with a Lego attitude.

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My man and I at the most sacred place on the playa - we found eachother again at the Temple...

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My favorite art installation on the playa! It was unreal to walk into. Felt like a real sinking ship!

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The famous Lego Truck finding it's way to that sunken ship!

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Walking and talking with my Cam.

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The men who keep Billy, the Lego Truck, alive. My brother Anton and long-time pal Jesse. Mad love for these guys - especially with The Man burning down behind us.

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Sunrise kiss on Sunday morning... kissing the playa goodbye... Photobucket

There are so many other remarkable pictures that were taken from professional photographers, along with amazing art and amazing live music performed by artist at the cost of nothing. I just can't imagine a world any better than that. How can you explain to someone about a place that allows your imagination to run wild while being given gifts in a dusty, dreamy desert? I just can't put anything up to that par. You'd think I would be done after 5 years. You think this little free bird would want to see something else - the world offers so much. But when that time of the year rolls around later in the summer, I get sick thinking about being anywhere else but my home, Burning Man. It's a weakness of mine. An attachment of letting go of the most precious time and place on earth to me. Every single year. My heart aches wanting to go back home... Until next time Burning Man. And then there is reality. Seattle E-Bike and a class that I am taking up called the Self Expression and Leadership Program. It is the third level of the Landmark Education Series and I'm finally taking it! I'm learning so much more about myself and my possibilities. Stay tuned.