PR-Inside.com: 2016-10-20 07:11:11
There I was at the university library reading something on Taxation Law for my company. After a long, prolonged night of excess, my overall state was that of Syria right now. I figured some social media would put me back in touch with reality. That's when I saw a friend of mine is about to attend an event called Sun at Night. It was 17:15 when I noticed the event; which was about to take place at 18:00 on that day.
I was instantly sold to it, and decided to make my way there. I had about 40 minutes to get from Baker Street to Shoreditch Church - doable.
I entered the church and I saw this beautifully crafted stained-glass lit up by the sun. Must have been the size of a house. In front of it was a man, seated, with a mic in front of him and a guitar in his hands. The sound of the guitar filled the entire church, as it echoed harmoniously. The man was singing about the frailty of man and the search for something. Something real, something sacred. It was a powerful song which resonated with me.
After the song ended, I started looking around the church. The light in there was dim and I was engulfed by the entire energy inside. The vibrations were pure and so were the people. Beautiful souls, every last one of them.
Later on, an eccentric gentleman with an epic beard decided to thrill us with his poetry. His deep and mysterious voice was adding an esoteric layer to the poems.
I remember he was talking about parking tickets. He received 800 odd parking tickets. One day the man was walking around London and he noticed a VW - just like his. "Oh look, the same colour! Same number plates even. It must be the ghost doppelganger car. Now, what would happen if I parked my car in front of the ghost doppelganger car?"
I imagine you would successfully divide by zero and a majestic unicorn would come to offer you handcrafted cookie dough on a stick. Pardon the brain droppings.
After the man's recital was over, I managed to catch up with Alice who was getting ready to perform after the break. She was organising the event as well, and told me that everyone is welcome to step up and share their art with the people there. My eyes were shining, and a jolt of energy crawled up my spine.
After the break was over, I decided to come forth and share a few of my poems with the crowd. I had some on my phone. I reach for my phone as I walk towards the mic and that's when I notice my phone's dead. So I opened like this:
I was planning to entice you with a few of my poems this evening but, my phone is dead.
And now I'm all alone.
Just my memory and I.
And I'm 22 - my memory isn't what it used to be."
It was a light and jolly atmosphere - the perfect setup to drop some spiritual bombshells. Luckily I remembered a couple of poems and shared them with the people. I liked the vibe inside so much I stepped forward once again. This time I narrated an inspirational story coming from a Yaqui Indian - a Shaman.
After a few more poems from fellow artists, The Butterfly Wheel took the stage! Alice is the lead singer of the band. She's the one whose post got me to Shoreditch Church. They started off their act with a song from a William Blake poem. The tune reminded me of The Doors, but then again so did the lyrics.
Their music was soothing and yet powerful and inspirational. It stirred up my energies and emotions in a very positive way. Just like The Doors, Janis Joplin, and Pink Floyd would do!
After Butterfly wheel had finished their performance, we ended the night with an improvisation. It's not like we were lacking the artists. I decided to be part of it and grabbed myself a mic and a small drum. We created a trancing experience focusing on love and gratitude.
It was a deep spiritual experience. It is so difficult to find something real these days, that when you do - better hold onto it!
Oh and you know the best thing about Sun at Night? The event takes place every Sunday!
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