Saturday, November 10, 2018

Welcome, Lightworker Musicians Tribe!


I'm gathering light-worker musicians, just like me, worldwide.

My job felt like a prison.  I felt trapped paying the bills.  I couldn’t breathe. I felt called to be a musician full-time. My soul’s purpose was to anchor light across the planet with my music. I took the leap of faith, and quit my suffocating job.  I want you to feel empowered to do the same. Join my free Facebook group and let’s get you free!
I’m giving a road map for spiritual entrepreneurs who think that it’s crazy to quit their job. It’s not crazy, and I’m offering step by step specific ways how I did it. The world wants you as the liberated, courageous musician you are... anchoring light in dozens of countries...offering inspiring concerts without relying on a paycheck! 
As artists, we are powerful leaders.  It’s time for world changers like us to feel a partnership with our indwelling intelligence, to trust ourselves fully, to feel supported, to feel like we can finally breathe in being our FULL contribution to the whole.  Private message me if you are ready to hear more about my program. 
First step? Click the link to join my free facebook group. Lightworker musicians who are raising the vibration of the planet are gathering here:

Saturday, September 29, 2018

"If you're experiencing devastation," he said, "it means you haven't been devastated enough yet. Get fully devastated, until it has no more power over you."  
The words pierced my chest, puncturing through my laptop from the youtube video I was watching.  The timbre of his voice, in contrast to the strong impact of his words, was calm, almost zen-like. Over the last three years, this bullseye hit on my heart had been an experience I started to expect as I had learned to trust him as a profound spiritual mentor.  I paused the video and gasped for breath wildly. After swallowing hard, I slowly nodded.  
Matt Kahn had summed up what I was experiencing, intimately.
His blade of wisdom was more than a hit with good aim.  It was the samurai warrior master's level "secret weapon" of all Big Dreamers.  
Like dreamers before me, my personal rendition of devastation was a step by step walk through these hallowed chambers. So far, my dream of living fully within a gift economy as a musician has looked like this: 
MY STEP ONE:  I have experienced hunger, poverty, and debilitating fear. Two panic attacks, an excruciatingly difficult time receiving, feeling like I had to "prove" my worthiness before I could feel supported, feeling ridiculously insecure, jealous, hopeless, sick, and depressed.  I said I would quit the dream if my worst case scenario ever happened, and then found myself living through that very scenario a year later. Topping it all off, at times when I have been afraid to be vulnerable, I needlessly let myself suffer for way too long by being too scared to ask for help. 
Under proverbial shade trees along the road, I frequently check in.  Ok, good, I still have a pulse. I ask myself the most important question in the whole world for any dreamer to get gristly honest about...Am I still going to go for this dream?  
MY STEP TWO:  Life then decided it was time for me to experience the next level of devastation.  This time it was a chronic, extended inner war to the core of my heart.  I used my samurai sword to slice open my deepest fears rooted in control, worthiness, comparisons, ego, and personal preferences. When I resisted the work, I felt like I was dying.  But when my surrendered arms were finally thrown wide open, everything got... clear. Circumstances hadn't changed, but with my arms open, at least I had room for joy, trust, and gratitude in the throes of my being devastated.
Another resting place, and another check in. Ok wow. I made it through that one, but I may want to quit now. Don't I?  I'm so uncomfortable.  Devastation feels absolutely horrible.  And yet, I'm still alive. And if I'm honest, I'm happier than I have ever been.  How is that possible?  So am I still going to keep going?
MY STEP THREE:  Like for many of us, I have learned that what comes next if we keep walking the dream walk is that steps 1 and 2 repeat themselves multiple times, until thorough devastation of all the ick, the guck, the density of all things that do not serve the fulfillment of my highest dreams has been decimated out of me. Could it be true that as I commit deeper into my dream, there's less and less to devastate?  I don't know that for sure.  But I do know that as I keep committing to my soul's purpose, there is more and more room in me to experience joy, trust, and gratitude along the way. And that is no small thing. In fact, that might be everything. 
Check in.  Yep. I get it.  I do NOT have to love it, but devastation is my friend.  But in this check in, I have something very important to add.  My awe and appreciation for the capacity to find genuine joy, trust, and gratitude amongst the most dire circumstances has deepened within me into the most sacred of bows.  If this is a habit you are also cultivating within your character like I am, I drop my sword, remove my shoes, and kneel before you in humble prayer.  You are seen.   
Thus far, my results from repeating these three steps has been living my dream with authentic joy, trust, and gratitude for 3 ½ years, performing 81 Dream Walk Concerts, in 14 countries.  
Writing that sentence feels really, really good.  Has it all been worth it to be able to write that one sentence?  Yes.  Alright, Life.  What's next?
My dream is thriving.  Within days, I am recording my new album in a studio outside of L.A.
This album says "I see you."  You, who are walking your courageously heartbreaking, devastatingly beautiful path toward your dream.  This album says, "Let me sing a song while we dream walk together."
The album is my gift for every samurai warrior dreamer who deserves a little kindness as you walk through devastation, like every big dreamer before and after us. 
If we choose to keep walking, I suspect we'll get devastated enough.  And we will also have no choice but to make it to the other side.
With love, Emily
You are invited to add your name to the Dream Walk album's dedication before midnight on September 30th. Go here: 

Monday, September 24, 2018

Jealousy is my weakness. And I am committed to sincere, genuine celebration.

I'm jealous of a woman named Amanda, and a man named Charles.
Amanda Palmer (musician) and Charles Eisenstein (author/public speaker) are buzzwords in circles talking about alternative economic models. 
I don't know if they have ever met, but like me, both Amanda and Charles are creators living within a gift economy.  And like me, both use Patreon as a platform. 
You’d think that knowing a musician and a writer are out there successfully waving the same world-changing banner as I am would feel good to me.  I mean wow….successfully living their passions within a gift economy model!?  WOOHOO!!  How inspiring!!  Some days knowing about their success feels really good.  Most days, I'm busy living my own life to even care.  
But then there are days that comparing their successes with my own makes me not want to get out of bed. 
This admission was highlighted today because I started reading Amanda’s book, “The Art of Asking”.  After the first page, I stopped and noticed my posture, and my frame of mind.  I was completely closed down.  My arms were crossed. My thoughts were stifled and resentful.
Sigh. I felt jealous.
As of September 24, the date of this article, Charles Eisenstein has 272 patrons and he is receiving $2,309 per month.  All gifts.  His overall success, however, cannot be measured merely by sneaking onto his Patreon page.  I also subscribe to his newsletter, and so I hear about how this internationally- acclaimed public speaker is invited to speak at worldwide events.  He is well known to audiences who are thirsty to know more about gift economics as a viable alternative to our world’s current economic system.  He’s an expert you’d really want to listen to if you were serious about world change.
Amanda Palmer doesn’t share with the public how much money she receives per month on Patreon, but she currently has 11,846 patrons, which does not necessarily include her music fan base worldwide.  During the short amount of time it took for me to edit this article, three more patrons signed up for her on her Patreon page! That is phenomenal. 
So far, I have 105 foundational patrons.  As of the date of this article, I am not well known, and I don’t have a huge fan base.
Comparisons are the basis of the kind of jealousy I have experienced in my life, and I have always known how extremely dangerous they are for me.  Why?  Because someone always loses.  For example, my jealousy automatically makes them a "winner", and me a loser.
But I'm not a loser.  And neither is what I stand for.  And yet, in the clouds of my jealousy, there is never logic.  You can't convince me out of my jealousy using rationality. Maybe for a few moments a good friend might tell me how great I am and how hard I work, and it will soothe me and feed my fragile ego, but this tactic cannot fill the hole inside of me. Nope, there is no substitution for the inner work it takes for that deep, sweet knowingness that I am enough...consistently and thoroughly and always.  My inner wellbeing eliminates any possibility of feeling threatened by another's success.  I know it's possible to do life this way, and even if it wasn't, it wouldn't deter me from trying. It's the only direction I'm walking.
Anyone out there who also struggles with jealousy and is doing the work to transmute it into the spirit of celebration knows this work is very important to do, and beyond worth it to get honest about it.  It really would be a shame to miss what I came to earth to do because of a few mists of jealous clouds. When the clouds part, I see a vision of Amanda, Charles and I enjoying tiramisu and tea on the veranda together, and this is what I can share with them about my story:   
  • That I am an intuitive warrior woman.
  • That I feel passionately that something is inherently wrong about divine, precious human beings spending their earth life going to jobs they don’t love.
  • That something feels wrong about ignoring the call of our heart's dreams for the myriad of very good, logical being the very dominant one.
  • That I refuse to sit back on my rocking chair and spew resentments about the way the world is, so I quit my job and got neck deep in my own personal experiment to eliminate my own limitations, so I can sift between the lies and enslaving delusions to see the absolutely limitless I truly am.
  • That amongst all the humongous insights, I don’t believe in preaching a word of this to anyone.  Instead, I choose to trust everyone's perfect path, and to dedicate every step of my personalized experiment to the whole of humanity's collective consciousness in ways it might be most useful for the highest good.  Everything I do is dedicated in the name of dreamers being courageous to live our dreams without limitations.
These things make me awesome.  There's no need for comparisons in this place.  You, you, and me.  All awesome.  These things also just happen to make me happy, enthused, radiant, and excited.
105 beautiful patrons on my Patreon page so far have said, “Emily, I believe in you. Keep going, sister. I’m signing up as your patron.”
Patrons honor me big time.  And I get it.  Courage inspires action. I'll then share with Amanda and Charles that you can see why I am dedicating my new album to my foundational patrons.  I am asking for change-makers to come forward during this window of time (until September 30) and seize this moment with me.  Because when I also have 11,846 patrons, this beginning list of patrons will always have a most significant, special place in my heart.
Because I know where I am going, I feel it’s imperative to tell the truth about jealousy during my beginning era.  Jealousy is my point of weakness, and admitting it makes it lose its power.  As I write about it today, thankfully a clear truth is shining through.  This jealousy I experience isn’t actually even mine. In the worst of it, it's much thicker than misty clouds.  It's more like tar.  I will sludge heavily through its sticky taffy on my feet. I will face plant right into it.  My clothes and skin will be stained with it.  I’ve waded through the embarrassment of it, and I’ve tried to cover it up so you can’t see it.  But no matter how much I have experienced jealousy, I really can’t claim jealousy as mine, because it is not my true nature at my core.  I am a celebrator. I am a cheerleader with ridiculously sparkly gold pompoms.
Jealousy feels so so gross and so uncomfortable because it’s not my natural state.  While I'm in it, though, I’m going to tell the truth about it.  I’m going to shine the spotlight on it and surround it with lots and lots of truth exposure. It will always be true that you will always have something I want, and I will always have something you want.  That concept will never go away, so I declare myself an embodiment of the change in how I interact with it.  
Jealousy, thank you for everything you teach me.  Thank you for showing me what I am not.  I am committed to the work of sincere, genuine celebration.  
I’m starting right here and now with this article.  I wouldn’t have even begun writing this article if I didn’t already know that I’m getting through to the other side, to embrace who I really am.  I strongly admire both Amanda and Charles as truth-tellers, and I feel they deserve to be in a world of others telling their truth as well.  
I will continue to do so. 
And thank you for allowing me to share my feelings with you, because my arms have uncrossed.  I feel ready to pick up Amanda's book again, this time with an open heart. 
With love, Emily

Photo: Mark Jeffery

Friday, September 07, 2018

Here are the top 5 things I learned from my 12 month music challenge:

On August 1, 2017 I gave myself a music challenge that would run for a solid year.  My motivation? The Dream Walk Concert was getting staleMy goal was to write and release 1-4 new original songs every month because I was always singing my same 10-15 songs over and over again.  I imagined the sweet succulence of having fresh, original songs to choose for my set list! Ah the joy that would be!  I could potentially have 12-48 new songs to add to the deliciousness of this passion I call the Dream Walk Concert.
The challenge ended seven days ago. And how did I do?  I am delighted to share with you the titles of 22 NEW ORIGINAL SONGS. I take great pride in this list!
  1. Breathe 
  2. Vow
  3. The Call
  4. Believe in the Dream
  5. Let Me
  6. Here’s to Love
  7. For Leonard
  8. Dirt in My Skirt
  9. More Human
  10. Dear Love
  11. We Are Here
  12. Joni
  13. My Emily
  14. Today
  15. Rubybleu Puja
  16. The Kissable Deep
  17. Dear Everyone
  18. Empty Hole in My Heart
  19. Red Boots
  20. You Sat on the Edge of My Bed
  21. Romeo Sun
  22. A Cat Named Georgia
I am celebrating!!  And what did I learn?  Aside from songwriting skills alone, I thought you might be interested to hear what I gleaned as a fellow human being, highly invested in developing my character.  Because challenges do that! Here are the top 5 things I learned from my 12 month music challenge:
1. Keeping my word to myself was sovereign above all.  I started out really caring about things like the poor sound quality of my recordings, and how certain lyrics weren't quite solid enough to be released yet.  But those things became secondary rather quickly.  No one was holding me accountable to keep my word in taking this challenge seriously, except me. I couldn't afford to get sidetracked by perfectionism. The challenge wasn't to write songs to keep hidden away and work on until they were perfect.  The challenge was to release new songs every month, which meant that the public eye was an integral part of my raw songwriting processes.  This was indeed an online songwriting workshop for me. Very often I would close my eyes and squint before pressing "post", knowing full well a song needed more work before the deadline.  But often after I posted it, I beamed with pride.  I had kept my word again for another month, and I absolutely loved how that felt more than anything. 
2. Any judgments of good or bad completely lost power. Let's say the song was good. My next thought would be, "Sweet!  I really like this one. Ok, I've got another one to write now." And let's say it was bad. My next thought would still be very similar. "Well, it's not my favorite. But I've got another one to write now." I just stopped caring if the song was good or bad.  The criticism didn't reflect on me whatsoever.  There will always be more to do, more to learn, more to create.  I started caring more about what I was learning in mastering my craft rather than judging a snapshot of a song or two.  I also kept this quote close by Pat Pattison: “Write fearlessly.  90% of everything you write is not your best 10%, which I find incredibly comforting.  My job as a songwriter is to fill my 90%.  Do not be afraid to write crap.  Because crap is the best fertilizer.  The more crap you write, the more likely it is that you’ll grow something really interesting.  So get over yourself!”  -Pat Pattison, songwriting professor at Berklee School of Music, songwriter in Nashville for over 25 years, author of “Writing Better Lyrics”, mentor of Gillian Welch, John Mayer, and other grammy award winners.  The consistency and the joy I was experiencing within my creative process was where the true "goodness" lies anyway. That felt so powerful to embrace. 
3. I became healthier as a song sharerAs a musician, I think I used to need or at least desire feedback from my listener.  I'm going to tell you the truth, even if it doesn't sound cool to say. Um...ok so this challenge made me stop caring if anyone ever listens to my songs. But not in a rude way.  It actually feels healthy.  When I first started to release the songs, I definitely cared.  I would specifically look to see if anyone had liked it or commented on it.  If they did, I would feel happy.  If no one did, I would feel sad.  But as I became more courageous and vulnerable in my writing, I was astonished to really grasp that my whole soul could be out for the world to listen to, and then completely ignored. There I was, completely naked in front of everyone month after month and people may or may not even notice. And why is that? Because either people are busy being afraid of being vulnerable, or they are out being vulnerable and are too busy watching to see who is noticing that they are naked.  Ha!  I felt liberated. I had nothing to lose.  I felt amused by this simple realization, and quite refreshed.  Of course there are levels of learning expressive art vulnerability. For this challenge, I felt even more excited about giving my all.
4. This is the moment of creative fulfillment, not later. As creators, we naturally jump ahead and imagine the potential of a masterpiece we just created.  We visualize our song played on big stages, or our painting hanging in the biggest art galleries.  I’m all about that.  But not to the detriment of missing what is.  For this year long challenge, this is what was: Me, a guitar, and garage band on a laptop. It may all look different in the future, but not better per se.  One of my favorite Joni Mitchell songs, "For the Roses" comes to my mind often as a reminder to love exactly where I am in my music development right now:
Remember the days when you used to sit
And make up your tunes for love
And pour your simple sorrow
To the sound hole and your knee
And now you're seen
On giant screens
And at parties for the press
And for people who have slices of you
From the company
Bigger isn't better.  No, I didn't love everything about this year.  At times I was embarrassed at how the caliber of who I truly am did not match the product I was releasing publicly.  All so humbling. All so open.  All so teachable. This moment has been glorious, though, and I'm proud to say I did not miss it.  
5. I have even more reasons to praise my patrons. My patrons trust me.  Songwriting takes time, inner silence, and depth.  I wasn’t colorful balloons, dance parties, and firecrackers.  I was a breeze through a window, a warm blanket, and a late night lamp. I hardly ever performed for the entire year.  I was writing.  And even if they wondered where I had gone at times, still my patrons stuck with me. They trusted my inner being. Whatever I’m doing, I got their message that they just want me to keep doing it.  You can only imagine how touched I am by this high level of love and trust. It goes without saying that none of these new songs, the gift economy experiment in general, or offering the Dream Walk Concert for free to audiences around the world could not exist without my beloved patrons. THANK YOU, beautiful souls. 
My 12 month music challenge is now complete.  But songwriting itself has just begun.  Before I continue, however, I am taking an exciting leap into the next chapter of my musical endeavors.  I am about to announce a way I have chosen to thank my patrons for believing in me and for making it possible to become my full contribution in serving humanity.  Look out for that announcement within the next week or so on Facebook or Instagram!  With love to all, Emily Photo: Mark Jeffery

Saturday, August 11, 2018

"Tonight your faith in magic faded...but you held your ground like a stubborn little girl."

I feel the pull all the time to become cynical and jaded. So much of my inner work is constant weeding, weeding, weeding so noxious thoughts don't have a place to take root. I wrote this song to celebrate my commitment to the innocent little girl in me who wears a tiara because she knows she's an empress, and who takes counsel from a rainbow unicorn....
...And who stubbornly believes in magic, even when there's no evidence of it anywhere on the horizon.
With Love, Emily

Listen to "My Emily"

My Emily
Capo 3

My Emily
You’re never bored
Gypsy troubadour
On your flying unicorn

Ribbons down your hair
You dance and don’t care if they stare
Wild and soft and rare
And free
My Emily

Bm G D
Tonight your faith in magic faded
Bm G D
With cause justified to get jaded
Bm G
But you crossed your arms like a little girl
And gave your bag of fairy dust a swirl

My Emily
The universe spins
Under human skin
Shooting stars within

Your playfulness
You hug the ridiculous
Shrug off all the awfulness
To chug life’s happiness

Bm G D
But tonight your faith in magic faded
Bm G D
With cause justified to get jaded
Bm G
You stood your ground like a stubborn little girl
And gave your bag of fairy dust a swirl

My Emily
You’re never bored
Your innocence explored
The child feels adored

As years ferment
And cynics relent
You’re transcendent
And free

My Emily

Friday, July 13, 2018

He said, "No one trusts or respects what is given for free."

I received two statements from two different people within 24 hours that prompted this article.  

1. "Honey, nothing is free."

2. "Emily, don't give your stuff for free.  No one trusts or respects free."

I gave no defense on either occasion.  Instead, I nodded in agreement both times.  For most of my life, I have found both of these statements have been true.  Businesses who declare they are giving something for free are inviting us to dance a mutually beneficial tango.  One step, I give you free stuff, two step, you give me a referral, an email address, or a payment in six months.

And we both take a bow.  It's great. Everyone's happy.    

As happy as we are to receive free stuff though, we can easily admit that we might agree with the two statements.  Nothing is actually free, right?

I quickly had to realize when I began living as a folk acoustic musician in a gift economy model that I had to work through insecurities and embarrassment. Instead of charging money for my concerts or my albums, I was giving everything as a true blue gift of my heart with no obligations.  It sounded noble and all, but was I hiding behind an impressive mask of altruism while holding an ocean of insecurities at bay?  Was the real truth that I didn't believe in my music enough to ask for what it was worth?  

Yep. That was definitely part of it, at the start.  

Charging a market value provides a clear message to the world that I believe in my product, right? It's true that when I started my music experiment three years ago, I experienced significant insecurities about myself as a worthy creator.  But as I continued to lean into my confidence, my passion and my art, the concept of charging money still wasn't sticking.  It just didn't feel right any more.  I had charged money before I started living in a gift economy model.  I knew what that felt like, and at the time, it did felt right.  So I knew the difference.  But as I grew stronger as a creator, I found myself continually drawn to to choose life in a gift economy.  I felt tapped into something bigger than me.  I felt part of the wave sweeping across the planet of people asking questions similar to mine:

What if money acted as a lovely companion, a delightful orange in a basket of fruit, instead of as the ultimate decisive measuring tool?

Hm, curious.  I went deeper. My motivation was that I longed for something more than a bunch of oranges. 

What did I actually want? Relationships.

1. ME. I decided to believe in my music, my message, and myself so BIG that whether I was charging the market value or giving everything for free, I always sent the clear message that I can be trusted and respected as a creator, and as a human being.

2. YOU. I decided to connect with others like me who felt the wave sweeping the globe.  The wave is made up of millions of people who are tired of chasing the dollar, and who are ready to delve into greater depths of generosity, abundance, and the power of gift-giving for the sake of humanity's health and wellbeing.

Within these two declarations, the magic sparkled.  This is where I tapped into the worldwide thriving revolution where the concept of "free" isn't only trusted and respected, free is also connective, mutually-beneficial, and awe-inspiring for both parties to behold.  


Generous hearts connect with other generous hearts.

We all find each other, no matter where we are in the world.  No matter if we are fully in a gift economy or working a 9 to 5 cubicle job, miracles occur in our relationships when we turn our backs on greed.   

I am not anti-system, nor am I a promoter of quitting your jobs. I don't even promote living in a gift economy. What I stand for are people showing up in their relationships with respect and trust.  Relationships with one another are a treasure trove, immeasurable and invaluable.  The time we set apart in our businesses, in our families, and in our communities to generously send the message of trust and respect to each other is worth its weight in gold.

As for my personal journey, I joyously announce that I can now say these words: 

1. ME. I believe in myself as a musician, so much so that I'm giving it to you for free.  I am humbly recognizing that even when people aren't obligated to pay me, they want to anyway.  Thank you for believing in me! 

2. YOU. As part of my six month tour across America, I have found many just like me. At the time of this article, 31 alternative economic businesses from the USA, Canada, and Europe have signed their name in support of my Dream Walk tour with an enthusiastic YES. More come in every week.  Each has asked for their logo to accompany me coast to coast.

Each are giving their services, or a part of their services...

...for free. 

Mad respect. 


Who are these businesses?

Stay tuned for the list to be announced later this year! I send out a HUGE thank you to Arjenna Strong from Pay What? Online Guide, without whom connections with my collaborative partnerships would not be possible. Arjenna and I are still receiving partnerships every week asking to be included. We continue to welcome alternative economic business and projects to join our expanding network!

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

"Like a Romeo the sun snuck past my gate. I’m his Juliet on the second floor."

I wrote this song while sitting in a backyard in southern California. Embraced by comforting warmth as my companion, I personified the sun, and imagined what it would say to me.
I believe he would want to be my lover. 
What would it be like... to take my moments in the sun as I would take a lover? The iconic story of Romeo and Juliet came to mind.  
"My bounty is as boundless as the sea. My love as deep, the more I give to thee. The more I have, for both are infinite." - William Shakespeare
Romeo and Juliet embody the message of seizing the day, not knowing their sun was setting early, and for the last time.
It was significant for my creative process that I was seizing my own moment of writing this song while sitting near an orange tree.  As I wrote, I welcomed delicate boats of orange slices to land on my tongue, one by one.  I took my time, immersed in the soft gratitude to partake of this nourishing gift of my own beloved Romeo sun.
Imagining the sun as a universal lover for humankind is not far from the truth.  Every morning, the sun invites me to give myself fully that day, with all feeling, all my emotions, and with a boundless, rich passion for life itself.... 
...And sing out to life, Take me now...
(This is a first draft of this song. You are taking part of my songwriting process within my 12 month music challenge. I'm releasing 2 new original songs from August 2017-August 2018.  I look forward to fine tuning this piece. Thank you so much for being here.)
Music and Lyrics by Emily Potter
Like a Romeo the sun snuck past my gate
I’m his Juliet on the second floor
Takes me time to wake but while he waits
He sends love notes under my door
And he woos the leaves on my orange tree
Signs their chest with a gold pen, "You are born free"

I’m not the only one
Who's ever been kissed by the Romeo sun
But does he say to everyone
Get ready to come undone
Take me now
Before this day sets
Give yourself to me with no regrets
Let yourself allow
Take me now

My toes stepped in the green clover
My eyes stained from the night before
The sun knows I’ve been missing my last lover
His rays serenaded me to my core
I picked an orange and held it to my nose
It peeled like a swirl with its gold heart exposed

I’m not the only one
Who’s ever been kissed by the Romeo sun
But does he sing to everyone
Get ready to come undone
Take me now
Before this day sets
Give yourself to me with no regrets
Let yourself allow
To take me

I sat in the sun with my diary and pen
I said I can’t hide the sadness I feel
My love, he said, can you feel my warmth on your skin
Feeling what you’re feeling, all the way, is how you’ll heal

Nectar on my neck, my soul unwrapped
I arched my back, the diary slipped from my lap

I’m not the only one
Who’s ever been kissed by our Romeo sun
But does he say to everyone
Get ready to come undone
Take me now
Before this day sets
Give yourself to me with no regrets
Let yourself let yourself allow
To take me now

(Photo: D'Arcy Benincosa)

Thursday, June 07, 2018

The Dream Walk Concert Tour has officially BEGUN!  

I began today with a ceremony at the Pacific Ocean. 
How is this tour different?  In this six month tour coast to coast, I can feel a specific kind of dreamer calling out to me.  If you know you are a world-changer or a light-worker, I have dedicated my tour to you. I see you as the true leaders of the world. You know the work, and you're going within your deepest corridors to do it.  You inspire and uplift me, and I want to sing for you. My performances across America will be a way that I may bow before the courageous ones on our planet who have dedicated their lives to being the change, and being the light.  I want you to feel supported to keep going!  Keep being brave! I am right alongside you. Oh I am so excited to connect with my tribe across this land in a million wondrous ways.
Stay tune for ways to show me your support, get involved, connect me with your tribe, your friends, your contacts, your venues, your places for me to stay.... 
And enjoy taking part of my adventure! I believe in you and your dreams so very very much,
Early June- San Diego, California
Mid June- Salt Lake City, Utah
Late June/early July- Vail, Denver, Boulder, and CaƱon City, Colorado
Mid July- Wichita Falls, Joshua, and Dallas, Texas
Late July- Austin, San Antonio, and Houston, Texas
Early Aug- Baton Rouge and New Orleans, Louisiana
Mid Aug- Biloxi, Mississippi and Mobile, Alabama
Late Aug- Selma and Montgomery, Alabama
Early Sept- Acworth and Atlanta, Georgia
Mid Sept- Sarasota and Jacksonville, Florida
Late Sept- Savannah, Georgia
Early Oct- South Carolina coast and Fayetteville, North Carolina
Mid Oct- Southern Virginia and Charlotte, North Carolina
Late Oct- Western South Carolina, Knoxville and Nashville, Tennessee
Early Nov- Memphis, Tennessee
Mid Nov- Little Rock and Fayetteville, Arkansas
Late Nov- Oklahoma City, Oklahoma and Carlsbad and Albuquerque, New Mexico
Early Dec- Salt Lake City, Utah