Thank you for your interest in the Burning Man Temple Guardians.
To join our team of Guardians, please fill out the Burning Man Volunteer Questionnaire and mark down “Temple Guardians” as your department of interest. If you have questions about signing up, please email us.
The Temple rises apart from Black Rock City, an oasis of calm out in the deep playa that stands resolute, able to bear what participants bring and to be what we need at the moment we call on it.
Behind the Temple stands a group that has quietly watched over those structures each year since 2002. The main duty of the Temple Guardians is to protect the Temple and those who visit it. We hold the space of the Temple and create an inviting, inclusive environment for all.
During your shift your greatest responsibility is toward holding the space of the Temple. There are other duties you may be asked to perform in addition to these, Guardians sometimes are needed to keep watch for injuries and unsafe conditions such as fire, climbing, vehicle traffic, and problems with the structure. We do not make rules, nor are we enforcers; we watch quietly and act skillfully when necessary to protect the safety and sacred space of the Temple.
Most of all we provide the Temple with grounding and love. From our humble beginnings, we have always followed a philosophy that calls for using small pushes from a great distance. Sometimes your look, your soft words, or even just your presence is all that is required to hold the sacred space of the Temple. When we do interact with participants, we do so with love and respect. We carry the sacred space of the Temple into every interaction, using our connection with the grounded, serene space to guide and shape our interactions with participants.
On Sunday, we hold the space while the Temple performs its final act, releasing our community’s joy and sorrow and leaving only embers behind.
Has the Temple touched you in a way that changed your life? Come hold space for others, that they, too, may experience newly the tears, the wonder, and the joy of the Temple.
Out of the desert grew a ritual,
a participatory moment
Out of the moment grew a need
A need fulfilled by a temple
A place to let go,
The temple became a tradition
It grew from the playa,
from the temporary city,
from the culture
Its methods were ours,
its tradition was ours
It became a part of our city
And a part of us.
– Jess Hobbs