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A couple weeks ago, there was a full moon. I didn’t know that there was a full moon until someone at the White Lotus invited me to take part in their full moon celebration. I thought to myself, ‘why not.’ And so I participated in something so different than what I was used to. First of all, I come from the very traditional background of Catholicism. However, I am not a practicing Catholic any longer. I am more open to new thoughts and ideas and just embrace spirituality. Thus the reason why I was willing to participate in something not-so-average or known. In a nutshell, the event consisted of multiple prayers to the spirits…prayers that asked for the fulfillment of our goals and dreams. I thought that was pretty nice. It was done very ritualistically with burning and blowing out of candles, dropping small stones in the water, and going outside to bathe ourselves in the moonlight. Yes, it was very different indeed. But hey, as I said, I am quite open. But the one aspect that intrigued me the most was that they gave us a gift. They gave us a small polished stone. We had to charge this stone with our intentions, desires, and dreams. But that’s not all. They told us we had to bury it in the earth later on so that the earth can manifest what we want. I dug that idea. So when the celebration ended, I went back home happy I got a rock. But I knew that I had to bury it soon…so that my wishes would be fulfilled. It took me several days to figure out where exactly to bury it. I was thinking I could just bury it next to my house…but that piece of land isn’t so special to me. So I started thinking what area had a lot of significance for me. Then it hit me. Griffith Park. It had so much significance. So I journeyed out to Griffith Park one afternoon. I got off the main trail and started my upward ascent on what I consider a mountain (okay it’s a hill but a very large, rocky, steep hill). I climbed through the crevices and grabbed each nook to get to the top. As I was nearing the top, I sat down to take a breath. A long and deep breath. I looked around and saw all the park’s glory beneath me. I also saw all of Los Angeles around me. I was at the pinnacle. I was ready to bury my rock. I looked around me and a little bit further up were 2 dark trees. They looked like they were devastated by the fire. However, they still had life within them. I knew I was to bury the rock at their roots, for the trees had a resilient power to them…they were regenerative and persevering and represented manifestation as they bear life and fruit. So then I buried the stone and said a prayer. I looked out at the city once more as I felt a rush of excitement and joy overcome me. I did something for myself. I did something special.