We each harbor a fire.
A glow. It’s deep, warm, bright, and constant.
It also resonates–has a wavelength and frequency of vibration–so it’s synaesthetic!

Does it carry or found our identity? Unclear.
Regardless, it’s there, it’s real, and it’s us.

When we connect meaningfully, be it with nature, other humans, music, or any other energy, I submit that it is from there, from that deep fire source.

And yet the layers–how many, how thick, how enmeshed, tangled, or loose–the coverings, the doors, blankets, and shields–applied, attracted, accumulated.

My wish is for us each and all to have easy access to that fire, to feel confidence in its reliable and constant presence and stability. It is the stable anchor that allows the boat of all experiences–autonomous and proactive, reactive and receptive–to withstand whatever comes with the security of attachment to place and belonging.
Moored to move. Rooted down to branch out.
Anchored to liberate: the longest, strongest leash.

The core furnace fire burns, emitting light and heat with purpose and contribution–and legacy.

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My deepest and warmest thanks to the three friends who showed up to connect tonight. I see your fires, I feel their warmth and bask in their light, and you all make mine burn brighter, no question. That we could commune from across the country on screen, three of you having never met before, and forge what we did–just wow. This is connection. We get to co-create it wherever, whenever, however. We get to choose. Thank you.