Yesterday we spent lots of time out in the analog/material world. That is pretty much true with every day. But it was all spirit-feeding scenes we were seeking. We rode our bikes along the lakefront to a funky, hog-dog stand on the beach. Big, beautiful waves rolled in. Seagulls circling above in the brilliant blue sky. There was a gathering of the tribes to see a r&r trio make it's debut. Fronted by a wonderful, charismatic female singer and guitar player. They played a blistering, hard-rock set. The audience was made up of all of our friends, casual acquaintences, and fellow musicians and creatives. It was joyful celebration: human beings creating and connecting, doing the things they love to do to the max.
It was all hugs and glad-handing afterwards. Seeing and being seen. It's part of living in the material world. Recognizing fellow-travelers on this odd journey.
Then we biked over to a very classy wine and cheese shop. We ordered some cold drinks and then settled in to catch a set from a very accomplished, sensitive, singer-songwriter. He is a real-deal troubadour. Accompanied by a second guitar and a percussionist. He played originals and covers. Again the audience consisted of folks who we knew, folks who saw our band play a set the night before at a little storefront a few blocks away. It was a beautiful scene. Nearly every one in the room was a singer, guitar player, poet, writer, folks who create, who do their thing without any sense of fame or fortune. Under the radar, so to speak. The pleasure of doing & being. It's kind of an art in itself.
Yes. It was a day of minds & spirits. A gathering of the creative tribes. A good day. No doubt. Feeding the body, mind & soul. We biked home, feeling happy, filled up, satisfied & inspired too. Material and Spirit one.
