Music – Purpose and Dream

Oh Chicago,

I have a secret to impart in you.

Lighting me up within,

your splendid city has cast a beautiful spell upon me.

My adventuring soul has ventured to places far away and unknown.

Yet, as far away as I have roamed, I have an understanding that this incredible city is

My new Home.

While Chicago in many aspects is business oriented, there are intensely colorful and airy energies to this city.
Lifting my Spirit. Living directly across from Lincoln park with an amazing friend. I am astounded with the way life unfolds, blissfully inspired by daily adventures.

While I knew there was always a love between this auspicious city and I, my connection has become attuned to my amazing group of loved ones here.
This past weekend was infused with a 3 day birthday celebration with
friends new and old.

Conversing from quantum energetic levels, to old school rapping and dancing, there was a myriad of experiences that were quite astonishing.
Equilibrium within the spectrum, an alchemy of abundance was profoundly created.
My eccentric mind fits in perfectly within this equation.

After having been quite the hermit for most of the summer, my heart is vibrating intensely with the happiness and ease I have found here.
An outer reflection of what is within.

694 Wine Bar

It was the second time I attended a soiree in this space,
coming full circle.

One walks in to this wine and cheese bar and immediately feels welcome. Wood inlaid with a modern, minimal twist creates a classy yet comfortable environment.

One could sit at the downstairs bar and quietly hear what was being played upstairs, while enjoying an exquisite array of wines and cheese to suit one’s taste.

Or one could meander upstairs to the second floor bar and patio to connect with the dancing and music occurring on this particularly gorgeous day.

The staff and owner were warm, inviting and accommodating. Creating an ambience that

felt

cozy

Within this place a vibe of musical magic was created.

What I have realized is sometimes I have to fall,
in order to brush myself off,
take a deep breath,
own up
and stand tall.

as is life.

xo,

Nicole

Masters of our ceremonies,
make me dance,
make me move,
play the tune that my body sings to.
Music,
dance with me, speak to me,
until I can hardly breathe,
take all capacity of thought, emotion, and being,
until my being fills with you,

music

you are

muse.

MOVEMENT: Detroit’s Electronic Music Festival
A favorite of festivals, it brings in elements of Detroit’s energy, a grittiness and depth that can only be found in this city.
Our city….
of soul, dilapidation and creativity. Now a resurgence is happening and it’s so exciting.

Looking around, where thousands surround Detroit’s Hart Plaza. I am witness to the growth of what this movement has become since its start 12 years ago.

There are 4 stages set up in the plaza, the speakers immense and encompassing, they vibrate sound powerfully.
Each stage holds its own micro-environment, bouncing from each, my ear tunes in to the music.

This year, as I strolled down the stone steps to the massive stage set up in the center, my thoughts were of a disconnected nature.
In the past this scene was a huge part of my life, now a smaller piece of the whole of my existence.

“Will this do for me what it used to?”
I asked myself

“After all I have experienced, what does this mean to me now?”

Heavy, low bass rumbled through me, re-awakening my purpose within sound.
The air thick with rich, warm South American tones, reminiscent of where I traveled from.

A musical healing, the vibrations touch on parts of me, becoming a dancing release.
My body was attached to the spot. As music and I remember one another as long-lost lovers. We meet and all that is spoken of is this intertwining love

Transporting me through space and time.

I was lead to incubation states of tranquility and centering in the Westin Book Cadillac hotel.
Here I cultivated familiar bonds I have made with people from all over the world, connecting through music.
I understand the musical groups I am drawn to have subtle ties to our roots.
Paxahau of Mayan origin literal meaning
Pax=power of music ; Ahau=cycle of time in Mayan calendar.

Movement is a primal instinct grounded within us, stemming back to the dawn of humanity. Our own dance rituals and sounds have evolved into something I know our ancestors would be proud of.

As I’m dancing on the grass, under the sunlight, a veteran in his army uniform strolls over.
“Your dancing makes me happy, seeing all of this love and peace reminds me that this is the freedom I fought for. Can you show me how to dance to this music?”
He asks

Feel it capitulate you
Move with it however you allow it to
An energetic exchange, infinity of ebb and flow.
A bridging of many worlds occurs,

music

universal

language

xo,

Nicole


: Burning Sage

694 Wine Bar

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