Texas

Sitting by my parents fire pit in their backyard is the place I go in my mind when I close my eyes and let time walk ahead of me for a bit. Gathering around a fire with people invites a connection larger than the moment you're in. Letting your eyes unfocus, getting lost in the flames seems strangely familiar and natural. There's an understanding that humans have done this since the first of us struck a spark. Surrounding a fire is like cornering something magical. Spending some time with something unbound by time. You can almost feel the past staring back at you through a living window. It's a sacred thing that penetrates the thickest shields of the hardest heart. I will never miss an opportunity to gather around a fire.