Had a great labor day weekend. Due to schedules it ended up being four days off. Weather was good, ocean water in California was remarkably warm, and that end-of-summer glow added some emphasis on how great it is to be able to surf naked, play frisbee, walks miles along beach and experience freedom. It’s an unlikely solution to all the troubles that confront the world, but if more people would take off their clothes and dive into a warm ocean, that would be a lot less stress, and a lot more people realizing how much we share – rather than how different we are.
Another year that I missed Burning Man, but it’s on the calendar for the future. I see Burning Man as a celebration that being different is actually totally normal. A place where you can invent, express, explore and exhibit who and what you are. Sometimes clothes and paint and props are part of our expression, and sometimes they aren’t. Burning Man seems to encourage and accept everyone. In a world that has come to believe that hurling insults and fearing others because they’re different is normal – maybe the community that emerges every year on the playa – is the world order we need to pursue.
So some year I’ll be there, but for this year I’ll think of the fun of swimming naked in the ocean, enjoying the smiles on hundreds of naked people as they do the same, or the energy of a naked water volleyball game in the late summer sunshine.