Powerful and magical weekend..with my wonderful friend and singer/songwriter Deborah Rose at the Southbank Festival in London.
I was sat to the edge of the stage..looking out to the River Thames and watching people walk by the stage..some stopping for a while before moving on with their journey..
Lots moving for me..in my mind, heart and body. I noticed the time of Big Ben at just before quarter past one...Deb started her set and it seemed as though angels descended and were circulating around that tiny bit of London. I watched the people that had stopped to listen. A sea of faces smiling, laughing, chatting, tapping of feet, jigging and singing. I felt privileged to be sat where I was..to see them acknowledge the gift that was being shared...
There seemed to be so many greetings and meetings in that one hour..planned meetings to eat lunch or have a drink, strangers standing side by side, laughing and singing along, friends in groups a little bit tipsy..chattering, laughing and raising their plastic beer cups to Debs, tourists walking past with their video cameras, taking shots of it all..
One guy even rang his family back home, I think in Romania, to say listen..and held his mobile up to the speaker for the entire show!
A little girl with her dad came by...wrapped up all in pink - cosy from the wind.. she looked up to the stage with awe...she let go of her dads hand, he came to talk to me allowing her the safe space to observe.. She stood in front of the stage, rocked a bit in time with the music..a bit unsteady on her feet but all the time staring right at Debs..then you saw she became self-conscious and ran back to her dad. That made my lip quiver...but I bit it, looked to the side and a lady caught my eye..she mouthed..you ok? Knowing if I acknowledged this emotion, that I wouldnt be able to hold it in..I nodded and smiled... took a big gulp of tea and looked back at the crowd.
At that point I realised that I was witnessing something magical about this whole scene..everyone and everything seemed to be orchestrated by some angelic or divine energy...
A London gent walked in front of the crowd, smartly dressed in a grey suit, floral lilac waistcoat and trimmed hat.. He was so distinguished, his grey hair tied back in the tiniest of neat pony tail....he stopped right in front of the stage and stared at Deb with a smile...as he walked on with his journey..he tipped his hat to her in appreciation...made me smile!
A young girl..budding singer/musician herself stayed for ages listening and closely watching the chords being played..the tones..her dad encouraging her to come and ask me for some information. He gave her the money for a cd and she asked Deb for her signature.. She held onto it so preciously..asking me for a bag so that she could protect it from being spoiled..
The last song.."Somewhere over the Rainbow"..many more stopped to listen and in the middle of the whole scene a couple started to kiss passionately. They kissed lovingly to the chorus...I realised that they were creating a memory..right there and then....how magical to witness.
Then, in front of them, two guys came from either side of the crowd.. stepped into the middle with arms outstretched in greeting.. they met each other in front of Deb, they hugged and were so happy to have met each other unexpectedly. It felt so warm inside of me to see these two "cool" looking guys showing each other such tender brotherly love..
Whoops, claps and cheers as the music finished.
A while ago now at another gig, I was told that I looked "proud" of my friend..I thought that that was an odd word to use...and dismissed it. However, yesterday I saw that yes I was..I acknowledge that i am proud of my best friend, my sister, sharing her gift, honoured and humbled to be able to support and share the space for such profound meetings.
In amongst all that was in that hour..I had so much emotion running through me connected to my own life at that time....but I held it together and it was later when Debs and I shared what we had witnessed that afternoon..the tears came..of sadness, joy, anticipation and wonder of it all! Life really does flow magically.
As an aside, this whole weekend astrologically was a powerful one...there were many planets at 11degrees (to what I dont know) yesterday (Sunday)... I certainly felt that we were all taking part in something that wasnt entirely within our control.
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