The Best Week of My Life (S)

The Tuesday after leaving New Mexico we pulled up to Sonic Bloom. The festival didn't start until Thursday, but we were helping set up. It was on a ranch sitting at the front range of the rockies; the east was flat, expansive horizon, the west was rock. I could chronicle the entire festival, and every moment after it as it has all frozen in my memory, but instead I will tell a few stories and let your imagination fill in the rest of the best week of my life.

I learned the value of giving. I have been making jewelry out of rocks that I find on my adventure, and I decided that I wanted to craft pieces at Sonic Bloom to give as gifts to strangers. The first was a piece that looked like half of a heart. As I wrapped the rock, I stabbed my finger a few times and my blood absorbed into the rock. I sat that morning for almost 2 hours waiting for my job assignment with the festival, and a girl came up to the check in who had been lost all morning looking for her job assignment. I gave her the rock and told her that it would help her find her way. I'm not really sure if it did, but I saw her holding it in her hand the whole time she was sorting through the mysteries... I think it helped her. The second rock was wrapped to symbolize continuity, and interdependence. I used multiple pieces of string, and not one piece was knotted at both ends. Each piece was wrapped in with another piece, or with itself, and the other end was tied into the necklace. This necklace I gave to my supervisor for the day. He worked with the trash company, and I must say I was not thrilled to be picking up trash when I learned it was my assignment. But my supervisor for the day quickly became my friend for the day, and when we parted ways I gave him the necklace. When I explained its meaning he became very present and remarked that this was a sign for his life. Giving gifts is the greatest gift to myself.

I also learned the value of being a true hippy. At first I was surprised that everyone I met gave me a hug immediately. Then I realized that this was simply the evolution of our species. As we break down walls that separate us, one of the things we will do more is hug each other. This, among many other loving gestures will allow us to love ourselves and each other. Hug someone you don't know today. It's amazing.

I learned that I am already there. For some time now I have been in love with this rabbit I am writing this blog with. But love often stings, because we build up anxieties about the what if questions. We want so badly to preserve something that feels so good, but preservation isn't real. What is real, however, is the fact that everything that is yet to happen has already happened. I have told many people that I truly hope that my love and I will spend the rest of our lives together. Early in the morning of our summer solstice, I realized the silly quality that hopes like these are. Holding onto hope is holding onto something that may or may not be real, but that which is real has already happened. Letting go of this hope, I realized that I am already there. I have already spent my life with this rabbit, and upon this realization we decided to get married.

Death Grips. If you know, you know. If you don't, you don't. But you should.

Here's to the best week of my life. And here's to many more to come.

Namaste