To all of my whimsical creatures, delightful Frick Frack gamblers, mystical misfits, dearest friends, and to my family of Lucid Dreamers - thank you a million times over. Truly.

Thank you for making Lucidity 2022: Regeneration Earth yet another enchanting experience to cherish for days to come.

There are only a few places that have felt like home in my life. Thanks to all of you, Lucidity is one of them.

Aside from the address my mail is sent to, for me, home means comfort. It means safety and trust in my surroundings. Home allows me the space to seek refuge within others and within myself. To dream wildly and express freely.

Some of you may be acquainted with this concept of home. It might even sound familiar because of ‘that thing in the desert,’ ya know?

If you’ve made the voyage to Black Rock City for Burning Man, you were likely greeted with that familiar, “Welcome Home!” by a sparkly spirited desert weirdo. This greeting has become synonymous there because the Burn is home for so many.

Now, if Burning Man is home then Lucidity is the family reunion I look forward to year after year.

Live Oak Campground is the most loving hug of a place where all of my favorite people come together. And yes, it feels like home. But above all, it feels like family. YOU all feel like family.

Wait…I got that wrong…we ARE family. A family of strangers, neighbors, loved ones, friends, loose acquaintances and everything in between and beyond.

This year at Lucidity my family grew immeasurably. My heart, oh my heart! It has been pouring with love from all that was selflessly given to me over the course of the weekend. I’ve even developed a peculiar set of gills. For I have been drowning in this love yet breathing with ease. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Now, as tempting as it is to close this sappy love story out with an Academy Award style list of personal thank you’s, I’ll leave you with this instead:

When asked, “How was Lucidity?!”

I find myself responding in a rather uncharacteristic fashion. I tell people, “I don’t usually use this word un-ironically, but it was fricken magical…it was just pure magic!”

This year Lucidity blossomed more magical connections than ever before. I left more fulfilled than I could have ever imagined. The emotional, spiritual, and tangible (shoutout Mindful Feeding OMG yum!) sustenance I departed with honestly floored me.

Usually, come Sunday there is this dreadful feeling looming over: the festival is coming to an end. And somehow, standing aside my dad (yes my actual father) at The California Honeydrops set Sunday evening, I was at peace.

I didn’t WANT to leave but I was ready. I understood with new eyes that the end of the festival is nothing to pout over. Must have been some of that magic at work.

Anywho, remember the bit about my dad? Let that be my way of telling you I don’t take this family metaphor lightly. I mean it when I say y’all have become family. I mean it when I tell you that I cannot wait to see you all again.

To my Lucid Family,

I seal this letter with watery eyes and a few tears of joy. I miss you. I love you. I cannot wait to be with you again. I hope you know how special you are and thank you endlessly for bringing all that is you to Lucidity. Thank…YOU! <3

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