How the day moved
Ether began before anyone slept. After the room's Om the crew took the stage apart, and past 1:30 am the Love Dimension heart was still cycling colour over the empty stage under string lights. Angel had sent everyone to "take it to the earth, take it to the fire," and that is where the night went.
The DJI stayed at the stage, so the fire belongs to the phone. From 4 am it sat in the dawn fire circle: songs around the grate, flames close, a woman in a red shawl tending the fire. One singer offered "I want to share my love, we all are equals," and then that it was "time to integrate." At 5:34, still before dawn, one voice sang "this is all I ever wanted." These are the summit's last songs at the fire. At first light came white-hat portraits around the circle.
Monday daylight was goodbyes: embraces, morning selfies under the oaks and slow farewells in the camp. At 6:44 pm the sky gave the closing image without anyone asking. Sunbeams fanned out over the camp, rays spreading from behind the clouds above the tents and trees, ether made visible.
It was a blank page, and it was full.
