unSCruz 2018: Appreciations

All right.

The overwhelming story that emerges from unSCruz 2018 is one of community.

Despite the fact that we took up more space than we were alotted, we managed to squeeze everyone but the largest camper into our little plot of unSCruz real estate.

It was a beautiful thing to be living in community with so many wonderful, lovely people.

And of course when it was time to gift spankings and cookies to the crowds, everyone stepped up and played their part and we ran like a smooth well-oiled spanking and cookie baking machine.

I must give a shot out to all my campmates who really killed it food-wise for our Saturday potluck.

And then stuck around on Sunday to help tear down the camp, load my truck, and just generally being awesome people I loved spending my weekend with.

We had two women camping with us who were newbies to regional burns and they really rocked their outfits and spent time socializing with their camp mates.

I heart them for embracing the Burning Man culture, despite not having experienced a Burn.

And then there were the fabulous trio of men who complimented me and flirted with me ALL WEEKEND LONG.

They also were fabulous chefs and magnificent company the entire time.

And of course, who can forget the ladies, especially Marina who walked around in a tutu and bra and looked smashing!

Then there’s Yvette who gave out the MOST AMAZING HUGS and really made all of us feel loved and cared for.

GQ, who I swear is my brother from another mother, was a most excellent volunteer and really took on the role of helping out everyone in camp and in the larger community.

“MotherP” and Tejas deserve special kudos for looking after me (more on that later), and of course who can forget Dan and his girlfriend who really added color to the event and our camp.

I also have to thank Ned for bringing his hot tub and then soaking with me in it.

But no weekend recap would be complete without mentioning our fearless leader (and his lovely wife) who made the entire event possible by producing it with the incomparable Sass.

Without Twisty and Sass, there would be empty fairgrounds and no festival.

So much more to say, but for now, just thank yous all around and my unending appreciation for the extraordinary individuals whom they are!

Hugs and kisses for everyone!

About that OMmersion. . .

o-faceSeveral months ago I gave up OMing. I had good reasons why I gave it up and since then I haven’t looked back or regretted my decision.

Imagine my surprise then to learn I was staying in a mini OM camp on the playa.

Yes, indeed.

At least 6 people in my camp were active members.

In the beginning, conversation was filled with talk of OM.

So much so I felt excluded from the group.

Gradually, however, people started to chat about other things.

Then on Day 5 I hung out randomly with a burner from New York.

An OMer.

And he asked me to OM.

And briefly I was tempted to say yes.

Because I remembered the connection and not the other things that made me quit.

In the end, I turned him down but I certainly was thankful for the ask.

And staying in a mini OM camp wasn’t that bad.

There was a lot of connection and affection between my camp mates that warmed my heart.

And it was quite beautiful to see.