The burn starts deep inside, way before the burn actually starts. Different beings, different milestones, different starts, but it starts deep inside, way before the burn actually starts. For some, it may start when that narrow ticket arrives in the mail. For others, maybe it is when you book that flight to Reno.
Though I’ve had the ticket for a few weeks now, my burn started today when I realized it is all happening again.
I’ve gone through this before, and it is an awesome feeling: the worries, the planning, the headaches, the expectations and then the road. The magical road. The undeniably magical road. Miles after miles, towards the fire. Towards Black Rock City, where creativity faces no barriers and we experiment the mystical, the spiritual and freedom.