It feels strange to be in my bed, propped up on pillows and writing about the last 4 days. With everything that I’ve experienced I definitely shouldn’t be home yet (and don’t want to be). How did all that energy condense itself into such a short time period? I guess immense joy can do strange things to matter.

It all started at 3 am Friday morning when the alarm went off 4 hours after the final rehearsal for the show. I met the band at the airport at 5 am (Rithma adorned in rabbit ears) and after a plane, ferry, van and 14 hours, we made it to… I can’t just say “festival”. This was an extraordinary gathering of love in the most beautiful setting imaginable. The time and care put into this event was incredible.

One of my favorite stages (out of 5) was the Renegade stage, built from the large slabs of gorgeous driftwood abundant on Mussel Beach. Dancers could watch the moon rise over the water as they freed themselves in the driving beat.

Soundwave Music Festival: Lights, fires, amazing performances, fireworks, costumes, smiles, love, good food, great humor, great people, camping on the beach, and music, music, music. It doesn’t get much better than that.

I want to give heavy praise to the organizers, especially Topher. Thank you for creating the conscious space we all reveled in. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of it. Also, thank yous to Kyo (I hope I’m spelling your name right!) for her careful preparation and boundless hospitality. Thank you to Josh who had to hand start his prop on his Cessna to fly us back to the airport! That was the most beautiful place ride I’ve ever been on.

What an adventure!