I came to the burn this year with the intention of finding love. It didn’t need to be love on the playa. It didn’t need to be physical love. It needed to be the feeling of love. I needed to feel loved. I went to a wish station and wrote “LOVE” on a ribbon to tie onto the Temple of Grace. Next to the marker was a stamp “I am Loved” it said. It clicked. I stamped my left arm with the stamp and yelled “I am loved!”. I am loved by my friends. I am loved by my family. I am loved by my community. I am loved by my cats, by my neighbors, by the people who walk by and smile. It is not love that I need. I crave connection. I need someone who understands and accepts me for who I am. But I already have love. And I was in the perfect place to find connection too. Looking back, the first thing I found on the playa was love. This was the
firstsecond photo I took at burning man in 2014 (the first one had the genie bottle in the “O” but Embrace suddenly appeared and seemed so meaningful). Literally, I found Love as soon as I got there.
This woman…she is breathtaking. I have never wanted to go to Burning Man until I saw it through her beautiful words and stunning pictures.