I stayed over til Tuesday, and while I was packing containers and bags of STUFF I never even opened, some folks who had been camped near me , but whom I didn't notice until 75% had left, started playing some upbeat, light-hearted Cajun music. It changed my whole attitude in the time it takes to recite the entire Cajun alphabet; IE. I still had to load all that crap into my truck, but I'll be goddamned if those angels hadn't turned my frown upside down.
I sand blast art and calligraphy from ancient cultures into stone, and I had gotten some prisms at an indusrtrial salvage place and made about twenty to give away. this case had gotten buried in the pile of really imortant stuff I had to yank out of the truck so I could set my tent up in a windstorm my first night on the Playa. Not to worry. The gift thread is still alive and well. I brought the case over to them and let them each pick one and told them it was an award for playing the best music-to-pack-a-truck-by. The guy, Kenny, said, "Aw man, I just packed all my stuff away or I'd give you a little something." The he had an Idea. Reached back into his laundry bag, pulled out a t-shirt and handed it to me. It had the burning man logo 2003 on the back. He'd been one of the riggers who set up th big tent at center camp. On the front , in LARGE letters was
STUPID and an arrow pointing straight down to my STUPID. It's a classic piece, and it was the last of many kindhearted exchanges I was blessed with that week. I had one prism left with the BM logo on it, and when I pulled into the first rest stop in California, because I REALLY had to take a rest, and left it on the hood of a playa-dusted, strange bike totin' burner's vehicle. Gifting has always come easy to me, but I came away from Burning Man way so aware that the gifts were physical reminders of a very personal connection that was made. There weren't two like-minded people there. But I was profoundly moved to realize that we had supported each other as unique individuals, and we were IN ALIGNMENT .
Well, I gotta poop.
Love to all.
Symbolsimon/Jim Strand/Joey Bag o'Walnuts/Hugh Jorgan/Paddy o'Furniture