As you may or may not have noticed, last week, I went on a bit of a hiatus in my Talking Spirituality column. If I told you not to worry, that I am okay—well I’d be lying. Because I am not okay.

I’m fan-freaking-tastic.

See, I was out, not due to sickness or a hectic work schedule; I was out due to a little something called Burning Man. And today, over a week after returning to the Bay Area from Black Rock City, I am still flying high from this most magical experience.

Now if you’re reading this and wondering why I’m writing about some week-long party in the desert when this column is supposed to be about spirituality—well, you must not know much about Burning Man. Because while it is a party to some extent (and one hell of a party, I might add), it is also so much more. It is a place to gather and celebrate consciousness, love, and unity; it is a place to meditate, cultivate, and co-create a community built solely around giving, acceptance, and peace. It is filled with people of every race, religion, age, sexual orientation, shape, size, and nationality; it is filled with families, friends, and lovers; it is filled with activities from yoga classes, meditation groups, and workshops on spirituality to arts and crafts, marathons, rock climbing, and dancing (Good God, the dancing!)

This list could go on and on, and I imagine if I named everything that Burning Man included this year—or even those things that I experienced myself—I’d have several books worth of text.

And while this does sound like fun, it’s a weeknight and I don’t much feel like starting the next Discworld-esque series—which, come to think of it, might be a pretty apt description of Burning Man.

So rather than tell you all about the spiritual workshops I attended (a lot), the friendships that I made (unforgettable), what I did (or didn’t do), and what I wore (or didn’t wear), I will, instead, wrap up this post with a sweeping overgeneralization and then open it up to you, dear reader.

If you’re interested in a week of magic, adventure, and the kind of joy usually reserved for children on Christmas morning, a week of personal and spiritual growth, a week of self-reflection, contemplation, and dedication, a life-time of memories, and a reaffirmation in your faith in humankind—Burning Man* might just be right up your alley.

*Note: Those who are averse to dust, heat, and/or laughter, joy, or giddiness need not apply.

So readers, have you visited Black Rock City? What were your thoughts?
Hope to see you out there in 2014!

Namaste, Burners.

Photos Courtesy of: jurvetson, AngelDye, BLM Nevada, ToddonFlickr