Last night was a very unique Red Rocks experience. We dont listen to music like the Indigo Girls because we want to rock. We listen to music like the Indigo Girls because we want to feel. The poetry that songwriters string with melody (and flawless harmony!) gives us the gift of placing us into a moment of time where all of our senses remember. A moment of joy, a moment of pain, of triumph, of survival, of heartbreak, of sweetly falling in love. Witnessing Amy and Emily play and sing their unforgettable songs-backed by the entire Colorado Symphony-at the magical venue we all love, was just perfect. Yet, last night was about more than a concert. It was about connecting as a woman to all of the magic strings that bring souls together. Typically, EVERYONE at Red Rocks is up and dancing! Not so much this time. So, Jen and I danced. The woman behind us (there alone) got up to dance with us! Suddenly, another woman joined us... I am dancing with YOU, girl! Who the hell can sit during The Chickenman?! This woman did not just dance, she was THERE. Singing and moving her body through space as if all of the years of feeling with this particular song came to life and she was able to shake it out!! It. Was. Awesome. She thanked me for giving her that moment, and off she went! The night was full of moments like these. But nothing compares to Sallys story. Outside of the venue, walking back up the hill, something inspired me to look right. There, on her phone staring off with complete panic and heavy tears, a woman looked lost. I stopped to ask her if she was ok? I lost my wife! I think she left me here and I dont know where I am I am from Kansas City and Ive lost my bearings and shes not answering her phone. I think she left me! Jen and I asked her all of the necessary questions and told her we would not leave her until she was reunited with her wife, no matter how long it took. The fear surrounding this woman made our hearts bleed with compassion. It was as if she wasnt just afraid of being lost, but was triggered by a huge fear of being left. After some time, we finally found her wife (who was very obviously looking for her) who thanked us for our help, and we left without ceremony. We dont listen to music like the Indigo Girls because we want to rock, we listen to the poetry of our hearts because we want to feel. Sally is now safe in the arms of her love. This is the magic of music that connects us all. No matter who we are ❤️
Posted on: Mon, 28 Jul 2014 15:14:37 +0000
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