This was truly just so special to me that I wanted to share this. Autumn has heard the story, but it warmed my heart so much so that I thought I'd post it here, too...

I was in Santa Cruz last Saturday and I looked across the campfire and saw Curtis- a dear friend whom I met a couple of times this year on the playa while riding around with the Mrrps.

I yelled out, “Hey, Curtis!” and then realized that he had no context for knowing who I was and that trying to explain across a fire would be complicated. So once I got his attention, I yelled out, “Mrrrrrp, Mrrp!” Everyone but Curtis gave me this look like I was crazy (which was really cute, by the way), but you should’ve seen the GRIN on his face. He stood up and I walked over, gave him a really big hug, and told him I was a friend of the Mrrps and where I had met him. Then we sat sharing our love for what an amazing group of women that circulate in this bucket of love. I got all teary eyed and homesick. We smiled and reflected, and bonded.

Thank you to each one of you for your presence in a beautiful weekend of mine. In spirit, there was a celebration of your presence in Curtis’s life and in mine. It meant (and means) a lot.

Mrrp! Mrrp! with lots of love.