"The label you give yourself cannot impact external forces that are not motivated by your own psychology or influenced by a third party's pre-existing consciousness of you. We are all presented with reasons to struggle which come from completely external forces; to pretend that one is not struggling is either arrogance or an admission of defeat. To admit that one is struggling is a sign and a source of strength." - Evan A. Baker

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Still Decompressing

I was gone for almost two weeks and am still trying to adjust to life back home - running water, flushable toilets and central air! I want to tell you all about my experience, but I have so much to prepare! I have ADR for The Lost Tapes tomorrow at 1:30 and then head back to the valley to shoot two scenes for one of the web shows I'm in AND have a date night with a friend after her acting class. I also need to prep my scene for my own acting class for Tuesday night, AND I'm shooting another episode for yet another web series on Saturday! Can we say super busy?

I'd also like to take a second to thank my lovely guest bloggers Brandi, Mariel, Caitlin, Robin and Tracy for their hugely inspiring and lovely posts. You guys rock! Thank you so much for putting in the time and effort to entertain my readers with your very poignant articles. I'll bet you have a few new fans yourselves! <3

So where was I? Burning Man!

I had a great time with my friends La La, Pear Bear, Antne, Amy, Blake, Gary, and Tracy and new friends NoNo and Mars.

There was much cause for celebration and solemnity and La La invited the SuperFriends to her lovely memorial at the Temple to honor her grandmother with shots of Tequila (a Nana favorite - she, like me, preferred to sip it) and dancing from the waist down, a Nana requirement for any good time.
La La wrote a lovely note to her grandmother and when the Temple burned on Sunday night, the message floated in ashes up to heaven where Nana was able to read it.

The Temple is my favorite place, and I'll share a story later in the week that solidified my love for it, but this place of worship hosted memorials, weddings, and is created just so you can take the things in your heart that you need to release and write it on the walls. Sharpies are plentiful and love is palpable. You read everyone's messages and you can't help but be so affected that your own eyes water with the love and pain that unites everyone together in the universe. You read the messages about love and forgiveness and same things you went through and are going through in other people's handwriting and it reminds you that we are all together in this world.

One night, as we, the SuperFriends were out in the deep playa experiencing the art, I said to La La, sometimes I don't know why I've been so lucky to have the friends I do, and she replied that she chose me. I was so taken with this concept, that on the morning the Temple burned, I wrote "You DO get to choose your family. Remind them how much they are loved." And there will be more on that sentiment later this week.

I'm still settling back in, albeit slowly, and am enjoying life. I hope you are too.


  1. That is really beautiful. What an extraordinary experience. It sounds like something everyone would benefit from in their lifetime. Of course, I have no doubt it was even more special because it was shared with so many people that you love.


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