Have you ever seen Midnight in Paris, with Owen Wilson? I highly recommend the movie but I digress. The main plot is about a writer that goes away on a vacation to Paris. At midnight each night, an old car transports him to different times filled with all the most creative minds of the time. Monet, Dali, writers, philosophers, even Hemingway. The point is, I LIVED this last night.
I was with the a producer with exceptional eye to detail, an artist with a unique sense of space, a rapper with the most divine messages of the universe, a poet that strung his words so beautifully, a DJ that made his emotions pulse through your veins, a teacher who had the most beautiful heart that couldn't help but shine. It was magical to simply be in a room with such booming talent and creativity. I was blown away. It made me feel proud to be living in the present, in the moment.
The rapper made me cry with how much truth he spoke. The poet made me laugh with how witty he could be. The producer inspired me to believe that Mexico CAN compete globally. The artist captivated me with layers and textures so surreal and yet to vivid. The teacher attracted me and warmed my heart. The DJ captivated me with beats that resonated in my soul. It was bliss. The conversation switched so effortlessly from English to Spanish and back that it was simply soul speaking. Whatever the heart wanted to express in the form it wanted to express it.
I need to find more groups like that. I looked around and everyone shared a sense of oneness that was overwhelming. I felt the room was exploding with creativity and light. It was beautiful. I heard the wayseers video and THIS was where I had found that conclusion. "this is your calling wayseer, you've found your tribe, welcome home".
I don't know if this idea will stay or if its as ephemeral as air but at that moment, that is how I felt. And that moment was all that there was.
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