Afrika Burn – The Journey to my True Self
For many, Afrika Burn is simply a festival. A wild trip in the middle of the desert, where people lose themselves, let themselves go, numb themselves. A playground for adults, a break from reality. But for me, it’s the exact opposite of numbing out and removing myself: I immerse myself much more in my being. Regardless of what I think I have to be. I am. Rosa, in her full bloom, with the feeling of being at home.
Not the home you find on the map – but the one you rediscover in yourself when you feel so safe and secure that you are allowed to be yourself.
It’s like coming home – just like I’ve already described it in this blogpost about “the feeling of coming home”. After a long journey, on which I had forgotten that I was travelling at all. But where do I even want to go? In the silence of the desert and the sound of the music, I return – to my truth. To my essence.
Without a filter. Without a mask. Without expectations.
Simply just me.
Free from fears of being “me”.
Because what counts here is not what you present – but what you radiate.
Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.
Buddha
You can’t fake a vibe
And just as the sun burns in the desert sand, the truth burns here too: masks fall. Roles crumble. More masks fall. The truth comes to light. And what remains is what we have hidden for so long – our deepest longing for connection, for love, for authenticity.
Sound heals. Movement heals. Tears heal. And unconditional love heals anyway.
Because everything is frequency.
This time, I didn’t just dance, I didn’t just laugh, I didn’t just light up. I walked backwards through the desert. I got to know supposed strangers with my heart. Far removed from the way we get to know people nowadays, and first work through a catalogue of questions. No, what counts is who you are now. Right in this moment. Because it holds everything you have ever been. Or ever thought you had to be.
My love language is creating a sacred space for you to take off your armor.
And that’s exactly what’s happening here: We are putting down roots. In ourselves. And from this depth, we begin to shine. Not for others. But with others. Because true connection does not consume energy – it amplifies it. A law of the universe: if we are on the same wavelength, our vibration doubles without either of us losing energy. We potentiate each other in a completely natural way:
If we vibe, we vibe.
And if not, that’s okay too. Not every frequency has to match. And a true connection doesn’t have to be forced. And, above all, it can’t be forced. Nothing that belongs to us ever needs to be convinced of it. We can simply feel it. We can only learn to accept when our desires don’t match the truth. A life task.
But the ones that do… those connections? They are for eternity.
What I was allowed to experience on a completely different, deep level
Sometimes all it takes is a single look deep into your eyes, a smile, a hug to realize:
“You feel like home.” Because I can be “me” with you. In my entirety. Without judgement. Without words.
You see me. That is unconditional love. Even between friends.
Eyes are the gateway to the soul. True warmth radiates through them.
You can’t force anyone to see you. Or to act in love.
But you can show yourself – in all your truth. And those who resonate with you will follow.
My intuition is not just my compass. It is my light. My anchor. My guardian angel.
And I will never doubt it again just because others can’t grasp my truth.
Because what I felt here is clearer than any explanation:
“If it feels right, it is right.”
I have set boundaries – lovingly, clearly, firmly.
Not to set myself apart. But to protect myself.
Boundaries are like riverbanks – they allow us to stay in our flow without losing ourselves.
And do you know what the best thing is?
I have learnt to love myself even more. With all my rough edges, with my open heart and my sensitivity, which this world often labels as “too much”.
But now I know even more than ever before:
Being sensitive is a gift.
Because it means having access to your senses, to your feelings. That which defines us as human beings. Living in a world where the word “sensitive” is seen as an insult describes a type of society that I do not consider myself part of. Because I like being a “sensitive” if it means that I feel, that I live. I am human.
Love will always be the answer. Even if it means self-love.
My heart is full
I leave with a heart that is filled to the brim.
With gratitude. With shining memories. With shining eyes. With love.
With encounters that need no words. Because words would only limit them anyway.
And although I know that this magic will also fade at some point – it remains.
It has left its mark. In me. Traces that will always remain.
Because I never want to have to be anything other than myself again. Unfiltered, undisguised. 100% Rosa.
Because the “right” people will see me. And stay. Not because they want something from me, but only the best for me. That’s the difference. And we can feel it when we are really connected with ourselves and allow the truth.
Africa Burn – You were once again a mirror, a dream, a reminder of what truly matters.
And until we meet again,
I know:
Goodbye only means see you down the road.
And one day we will never have to say goodbye again.
With an open heart,
in deep love
and in truth.
Forever.
Rosa ♥️
… and if you want to read more about topics like these, have a look at my “mindset”-category. ❤️
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