What a beautiful weekend in Miami, FL! Deeply spiritual, crazy fun, meaningful workshops, sweet connections with friends new and old. And I almost don't have words for how grateful I am for all who attended my afternoon concert and the stealth midnight concert! You gave me so much lovely energy - I just got out of the Divine One's way and let it all flow. The wonderful Justin Robles got some of the unplugged (i.e, Mama Gina up way past her bedtime) frame drum stories (The Brownie Song, Old Snake Woman, and Waking Panther) on video and you can watch and listen here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IOVxuS8YDqQ. Thank you, Justin! And thanks to everyone at Turning the Tide in Miami for providing such a beautiful space for us to connect, reflect and grow this weekend.
I played a couple of new places this weekend: RockMyGypsySoul in Hudson, FL and Dandelion Communitea Cafe in Orlando, FL. Both Friday and Saturday evening concerts were intimate, yet mighty full of emotion and energy. Thank you so much to all the new faces and friends who joined me this weekend. So happy to be on this journey with your support. Road tested a new song that will eventually find space on my little digital recorder - Goddess Walking in This World. Thanks for singing along and sharing the moment!
While I was out playing the last couple weeks, and not looking at my reverbnation page, I crossed the 1,000 fan number. You are 1,003 strong and counting, and I am so very grateful! Thank you for listening, thank you for sharing, and thank you for purchasing the CD. I could not do this without each and every one of you. Have an awesome week! I know I will.
What a lovely time I had at Florida Pagan Gathering in Lake Wales, FL last week. I had the incredible opportunity to share my heart an play music for everyone who attended my concert, and who wandered by my camp and the authors'/musicians' tent! Wow! From initimate, heart-to-heart moments (Waking Panther) to everyone playing along and channeling his/her inner Janis (One Tribe) - I loved every second of every day at the festival.
And I was so blessed to be asked to write a special birthday song for a special birthday girl. With permission, I have uploaded "The Day That My Raven Was Born," and you can listen to it right here on reverbnation. The surprise, midnight birthday concert was a success ... we laughed, we cried, we giggled, we celebrated. I am so happy to have been a part of it.
Blissed out and loving my life! Stay tuned ... it just gets better.
Returned to some of my old haunts in SC this week. Visiting friends on Johns Island, burying my toes in the sand on Folly Beach (then putting my shoes right back on - a sweet chill is in the air), and planning to browse the market downtown this week. I love this part of the country and I love the people. I'll be here another week, and I'm already promising that it won't take me years to return.
I was most honored to play a set for a Samhain party Saturday night. I watched them transform a simple room into the perfect Halloween celebration. Great music, dancing, food, costume contest, and a sweet Samhain ritual near the end of the evening. What a lovely way to celebrate and remember our honored ancestors.
I truly enjoyed playing this party, and thinking on it now - this was my very first concert where I knew absolutely no one in the room. Ah, but, I had friends by the end of the concert. I met folks from all over the Charleston area, and some folks even came from Columbia! My heartfelt gratitude to all for inviting me to play in your space and allowing me to make it my space, as well.
I have some free time tonight, so I'm headed out to an open mic on King Street - hoping for friendly muggles, good food, and sweet music all around!
Have a beautiful week ... I certainly will.
Just a few days into this new chapter in my life ... pursuing all I love and sharing it, and trusting this path I have chosen. Harvest Rhythm is a beautiful weekend festival located at All World Acres in Plant City, FL, a sanctuary for all paths and those who are willing to respect the land and the beautiful folks who participate in that community. Saturday night's audience of friends and family was amazing, awesome, inspiring - I felt so much love and support from everyone who listened and let the music take them between the worlds. So honored to have been able to be part of that journey. Much of the music I write cracks me wide open during the creative process - and sharing the music with others allows me to see the process continue as the light flows through all our broken souls, connecting us and crafting something greater than each individual. Yeah, sounding rather New-Agey. But true, nonetheless.
It seems one of the best moments of the concert was one I didn't witness. I play Waking Panther singing into my frame drum, eyes closed, and deep in meditation. I heard people whispering throughout, but never opened my eyes or left my own space. As it turns out, Loki, one of the property cats and the only cat I have ever met who has eyebrows, put on quite a show during Waking Panther - walking and stopping in all the appropriate parts of the song. One friend said that it was as if he was invoking Panther right there on the stage. Pretty cool energy.
All World Acres is such an inspirational and peaceful place. Off stage, I fleshed out a bit more of a new meditation/celebration frame drum and voice piece that I am working on: Selah. Looking forward to sharing it down the road.
Listen in the spaces between the spaces, find your true center, and have a beautiful week. I'm playing later this October in Charleston, SC and Savannah, GA. Hope to see you down the road!
Dad crossed over in 2005, and we all loved each other so very much, and so well, that there was very little unfinished business. So he just doesn't pop in very often. He showed up in 2006 for an entire week just so that he'd be with me when I went to a Santana concert. That was an odd week with him looking over my right shoulder - as soon as the concert was done, he was gone. Funny guy.
I was a little surprised when he showed up - right shoulder again - as I pulled onto the highway to drive to Virginia last month. I was going to a lovely festival in northwest Virginia, and he rode all the way with me. Didn't say a word ... just hung out ... and, yes, I'm sure it was him. He was like that when he was in his body, too. We'd be in the car for hours on a trip, and he'd never say a word. We'd just smile at each other. At any rate, I asked him what it was that he wanted. As I settled in to the first full day of the festival, I picked up my guitar, and began thinking about four generations and how they are woven together, and how, as parents, we are really winging this whole experience. Dad really was a funeral director, and I really did spend my earliest years in the back of a funeral home. We actually lived there for a while. The Undertaker's Daughter is about as raw and truthful and autobiographical as I can get with this storytelling/songwriting thing that I do. Hope you like the rough recording that I posted. Now, I have to learn to sing it without crying. Not crying because I miss Dad - though I still think of him often - and talk to him sometimes. Crying because deep truth often brings tears.
So, I said to myself, "Self, you really need to get a better idea of what you want to lay down in the studio before you go in the studio to record the next CD." So, I purchased a Zoom HD16 - an older model digital recorder - and bought myself an enormous learning curve. Decided to start learning with Ruby - a song about the Morrighan. She's a harsh mistress, but we got along pretty well tonight while I played some guitar, sang a bit, and played a bit of djembe. I'm sure my neighbors are loving it! Hah! Have a beautiful week.
I am blessed to know several wonderful photographers who are able to capture the spirit of the moment! Briana Aubin recently spent a couple hours with me, my guitar and my frame drum. She let me do my thing while she did hers! If you need great live photos, she is another amazing contact: Brianna Aubin, Timeless Moments Photography, 352 445-2670, email@example.com.
Wow, just WOW! What an incredible night. Thank you to everyone who was there in person and in spirit. You folks are amazing and incredibly supportive. You laughed when I hoped you would laugh. You cried when I hoped there would be tears. You sang along, played along, and even channeled your own inner Janis Joplin! Thank you from the bottom of my heart! The Gods and Goddesses would have me write this music and play it just for them. You, my dear friends, let me share it last night with my kith and kin, and I am humbled and blessed. Thank you.