Moving / Talking / Sharing ...

Sweet mercy! I did not stop moving / talking / sharing today!

The only quiet bit was the morning, where I sat in The Womb, enraptured by Meow Meow (who is playing the Lincoln Center penthouse right after my birthday) before getting inspired by a new band called inc, who are playing at Le Poisson Rouge on Tuesday. Is it any wonder why I dream of the city, all the time???

I got a bit of a late start heading out to Jason's, due to car sharing foolishness, but whether it's from 2-4 or 3-5, we are in a very special new groove, my dear teacher and I. Removed from the nuts and bolts of  teaching me the medicine wheel, our sessions have a looseness now, a subtler yet deeper sharing that we are both very pleased about.

(This bit is so cool that it gets its own paragraph : before we started our session, we got tickets to see the Charles Lloyd Quartet perform in a few weeks ... wait for it ... at the Temple of Dendur! Heh. That is all.)

From Montclair, I raced home to have a quick bite, ahead of some time with Beth Ann up here in The Womb. We've been so busy performing (and dealing with drama) that we haven't made time to rehearse, to explore, to just be together quietly in a room, in forever. We talk on the phone almost every day, and our friendship / heart connection has never been stronger, but still ... we need to play.

What's so beautiful, and miraculous, to me is how deeply I've come to love the music we make together. I still don't go around listening to other people's kirtan, but ours has started to feel like a tender, warm, necessary bubble that I can live inside, a girl power fantasia of ecstatic sound that transcends genre or language or orthodoxy.

Sitting up here, playing for no one but ourselves, trying new things, trusting each other ... I couldn't have imagined, even two months ago, that we'd have found this place together. We love performing, of course, but we are remembering that this quiet time is the source of what we do, and will be returning to it on a more regular basis. In fact, we may be doing some recording up here sooner than later ...

While this was going on, N had arrived downstairs and was giving E a massage ahead of a spontaneous PBT gathering, which we literally through together last night. It seemed like a good idea, while they were wrapping up, to go downstairs and play for them. So we closed our private circle and put our performance hats on, and ended up giving E, N and J three pieces, the equivalent of about half a show!

It was so special to play for N for the first time, and E and J could both hear the growth and depth in our sound since the last time they came to a gig. For me, it awoke in me a desire to continue to explore new avenues for performance, namely house concerts! Anything I can do to get us out of the suffocating local wellness community ...

After BA left, our time around The Table was lovely, as always. We ate. We talked. E fell asleep. We had the cake. In other words, a normal PBT evening! I really appreciated N's feedback, and understanding that this particular kirtan work should be a priority. As always, we circle the wagons, and support and listen to each other. So wonderful.

And now, more than a little hoarse, but pleased, I'm off to bed.