I step out of the door into the din of evening festivities at the yoga festival.
I feel surprised and anxious. It had been so quiet here earlier. The energy has changed. There’s music and crowds of laughter. Oh, I get it. There are now tents set up where alcoholic beverages are being served.
Almost instantly, I feel lonely and alone. Should I take my things to the car, come back and walk around? I’m sure to run into friends and acquaintances.
I walk away from the vibration of drinking. That frequency is different, you know?
I feel drawn towards the young man singing, while expertly playing guitar.
My emotions fluctuate again. This time, I feel a calming warmth and sweet appreciation for his obvious talent. He’s really good!
I watch and listen for a while. I still feel lonely, but not as much. I take note of the name on the CD’s displayed and continue on my way. My equilibrium restored.
I wish that I was a “part of” for a minute. I take a breath and send appreciation for the day spent with my best friend, collaborating and helping each other with our businesses.
In the car, I find the young musician’s work on Spotify. The very first song is the exact match for what I want to play in my upcoming workshop. I smile, nod and know that this unexpected, unlooked for moment and my willingness to surrender to it, has made me a “part of” the plan of life.
What Music Means to Me by Ron Artis II is the name and CD of the musician, check him out.