October 2011
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This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals–sounds that say listen to this, it is important.
I want to print this and hang it on my wall.
:) hi ky
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BRC 2011
my body is exhausted. my mind is foggy. my nose is dry and raw.
my heart is full, my life is rich, my ‘brothers’ are amazing.
Last week I went to Burning Man - Rites of Passage with my Glam Cock brothers; some old, some missing, and some new. I knew the week would be great. I knew I would walk away with a smile on my face and tear in my eye. I knew I would create life-long connections to some of the amazing people I would meet while adding incredible memories to the relationships I already had. With 50-60 amazing and beautiful burners camping together we were all bound for an incredible journey.
What I didn’t know was the new Glam Cocks would each steal a piece of my heart forever and the neighbors would be the biggest Jerks I’d ever fallen in love with (seriously love you guys). I even left the week with a husband… James, I love you. While I expected the exhaustion at the end of the week I never imagined the tears I would be fighting Sunday night. I cried more tears than I knew I could at that point of dehydration. Some tears were happy, some were sad, but all of them were thankful for the beauty in my life.
Last week began feeling like a project and ended feeling like a family. Thanks for the life shaker brothers—I needed a little wake up. To me, there is a part of Burning Man that has the opportunity to open your heart and your eyes to something that needs changing in your life. Last year my lesson learned was to enjoy the moments present now. “It’s only Tuesday and you have a whole week to go;” Live in and appreciate the present. This year I expected my lesson to follow the same lines of enjoying life, but Burning Man never gives you what you expect. Instead I found myself stressed out and frustrated by Saturday night. I had to stop, take a breath, move slow, and focus on myself. Although I still have a lot to process about last week I think my personal journey has lead me to a place of internal focus. It’s slow moving and peaceful. It’s about finding balance and checking my reactions. “Is this where I want to take myself?”, “Is this who I want to be?”, “How does this affect the world around me?”
It’s kind of funny that we put ourselves through hell to go to this place, but I believe full-heartedly that the harder an experience is the more you will get out of it. In other words, my low moment was also one of my highest moments in the sense that I discovered something about myself.
I hope each of you have discovered something about the world or yourself that you never expected—something that enriches your soul and spreads light in your life. It has been an incredible journey and I feel lucky to call you all family <3
some day I want to take my little sister :) <3
