I can't remember which day Dom, Ella, Hamish and I bumped into the inspirational rasta man singing. I think it was on the Friday. He was more or less busking for free, just wandering round with his guitar singing happy empowering songs to people. His payment seemed to be the smiles on peoples faces. We stopped to listen, danced a little, smiled alot. I said "YES!" alot. What an inspiration. I felt pretty good.

I think it was on Saturday that I awoke in a marqee. It was cool, the Truth 911 camp marquee was army canvas with a carpeted floor. I wandered over to where some of my friends were parked and camping near woodhenge. I went to the henge, ex MI5 agent David Shayler was in there already doing Kabbalah meditation. I sat down and meditated. I found myself chanting Druidic chants. Dave was chanting almost identical Kabbalistic chants. My eyes were shut. He went silent. Eventually I knew he was gone. I chanted some indian mantras. I sat in silence. Eventually leaned back. George was sat behind me, he had been giving me Reiki for at least the last twenty minutes of my meditation. Twenty minutes? I thought I'd only been there for tenty minutes! I had been there for maybe an hour. Time had been doing strange things since I got to the festival.
I wandered back to the central hub of the festy. I can't remember which day Dom, Ella and I bumped into the inspirational old rasta man singing. He was more or less busking for free, just wandering round with his guitar singing happy empowering songs to people. We stopped to listen, danced a little, smiled alot. What an inspiration. I felt pretty good.

I felt like I was on fire that didn't burn. Like each limb weighed a tonne but I was strong enough to lift it. Like the sun shone for me because I knew it shone for everyone. I felt pretty good.
I was walking with Hamish and eventually ambled over to the Tipi area near the Buddhafield cafe and the Bimble Inn. Little Kate walked past and said she was on her way toa Chi gong workshop in one of the tipis. Good idea I thought. Maybe that will help me sort out the vast amount of energy I seem to be walking with right now. It was fun at first. (Chi Gong is an exercise similar to yoga in effect and similar to tai chi in execution.) However when I usually do chi gung it feels like I am moving my arms through water. This time it felt like I was pushing tidal waves of light. It was a bit too much for me so I sat down outside halfway through the workshop.

Maybe it was the lack of sleep, maybe the abundance of green, it might have been alot of things that the skeptics can pin the doubts of the rational mind on. Why not?

Later that day (or maybe the day after, I'm not sure) Dave Shayler led a guided meditation in the Truth 911 tent. It followed a brilliant talk about the power of the mind and kabbalah technique. Brilliant. In fact I will take this opportunity to congratulate the Truth 911 movement at the Sunrise fest for transcending the fear based issues and also talking about some solutions rather than just the problems. Kabbalah was not the only point of interest other than the 911 conspiracy, free energy, monatomic gold and secret societies were all discussed. However, as I say, Shayler's meditation was immensely powerful and as I could hear Pok singing in the Earth Circus tent opposite, Pok was singing about exactly the issues that Dave spoke about in his talk about the problems facing the world and how kabbalah has helped him, Pok's voice was all we could hear other than Dave's explanation of the meditiation and visualisation. (Earth Circus is a Rainbow family and Peace-not-War collaboration.)

Funnily enough that was the second time that day that a meditation in the Truth 911 tent was accompanied by appropriate music in the Earth Circus geodome opposite... but in order to tell that story I have to tell you about Roots...

Some of you may be aware that I value Susanna's judgment, less of you will be aware that I value her intuition even more than I value her judgment. Regardless, she said to me something along the lines of "you have to meet Roots." Okay. She explained in some detail how Roots spent the end of May and beginning of June in Ethiopia for the past 8 or 9 years, it is I who can't remember the number. However this time, for various synchronistic reasons (when I speak of synchronicities it merely means that events conspired to create a highly unlikely situation that can only be explained by divine will or random coincidence. I am not saying which of the two views are right, I know nothing.) Regardless Roots found himself in a field in Yeovil talking about the old ways that the Rastas know of and the similarities in the old ways that Susanna is aware of. Their discussions led her to believe that I should meet him. Sure enough I met him and sure enough he was the the inspirational rasta man singing on the Friday. Synchronistic? Synchroflow.

By Sunday morning Susanna had decided that me and Roots should perform together. When we stepped on the stage sunday evening it was the first time we had performed together, not even a rehearsal. I suggested Roots lead with guitar and vocal and I merely harmonise then follow with some vocals of my own. Roots looked at me and said, "what are you REALLY going to do." I explained the poet and rapper dichotomy as best I could in the 3 minutes before we were going to be on stage! Phoenix came over, completely unaware of our discussion, and said something along the lines of "yeah, whatever you guys want to do, just keep it Earth Circus, sustainable living one love vibe."
"Okay", replied Roots, then he looked me in the eye and said "that is what we will be the vibe, One Love." Simple tings, we were ready.

It was phat.

For a rapper and poet I did more singing than I'd ever done on stage before. I also improvised more than I ever have on stage before, I freestyled nearly every line. But Roots was on fire, what an inspiration! We did two songs, completely off the cuff and they were both called One Love. Neither were the Bob version.

This is the fun part. In the Truth 911 tent opposite Colin had just started to lead a meditation group sending love out to a specific group of people. These people are exceptionally rich and appear to be exceptionally selfish so we figured rather than wish ill on anyone we would send them love, forgiveness and sympathy for their lack of empathy. Just as he was about to send love out to them he heard me singing in the tent opposite "ONE LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE!"

So when Pok sang it was the second time a Bard of the Loyal Arthurian Warband was providing the musical accompaniment to a visualisation meditation. I was certainly not the only person experiencing increased synchronicity at the Sunrise festival, but mine are the only ones I can share.

The purple corn story... Oh goodness knows. I have a short story called Eat Purple Flowers. Different flowers translate different frequencies of light to the body. Light is information, but don't take my word for it, ask a physicist or a computer technician. Where was I?

There is an Hopi prophecy that says "when purple corn reaches the west there will be great change in the world". Whatever, you can get this shiznit off the internet now, it's ridiculously good for you AND a legal psychedelic, get it while you can! So Superfood Mike (formally known as Mike the Merlin, Cerrdor etc) got his wholesale and sorted out his mates.

Strangeness... My synchronicity seems to increase when Body English Craig is around. Hamish allowed me to pour a purple corn tea for our little crew who had travelled from Bath. Incidentally Anorak owns a green Fluorite crystal and Hamish owns a purple fluorite crystal. they are of a similar size. Ella picked up the purple crystal and promptly accidentally stepped on the bag of powdered purple corn. A sizable amount flew out as purple dust flew on to the green grass. She apologised and put the purple crystal back next to the green one. A series of purple/green coincidences ensued culminating in a new understanding in the unification of heart and mind (most spiritual practices say that the heart chakra is pink or green and the third eye is purple, heart and mind.) Some say that as our galaxy enters the photon belt, a wave of energy, we will be able to see new colours. Some say this is impossible and we will never find 'new' colours. Hamish says it's happened before already, fluorescent colours are a relatively new discovery. "Photochromism is a reversible transformation of a chemical species induced in one or both directions by absorption of electromagnetic radiation between two forms, A and B, having different absorption spectra. The phenomenon was discovered in the late 1880s, including work by Markwald, who studied the reversible change of color." Why couldn't it happen again?

Fleassy wrapped wire round a labradorite crystal button and a divine quartz crystal (very similar to an angel quartz, fairy quartz, or cactus quartz - hundreds of smaller points and one main point) with wire spirals and patterns to create a beautiful new pendant for my birthday. Eternal gratitude, it's all good. Jack (who incidentally shares a power animal with me) brought the labradorite button back from India for me. Chris, gave me the divine quartz via Lara on my Birthday, Thursday May 31st, the date the Sunrise festival started, and on Friday morning Fleassy's creativity turned the two crystals into more than the sum of their parts. Coherence and collaboration between three individuals who are yet to meet each other.

There is so much more I could discuss. Big ups to Hamish and Gaynor for actually getting me to the Sunrise Fest (and big-ups to Kat for getting me to Bath from the Small World.). Amazing bands I saw at the Sunrise fest (and as this is a blog and not an advertisement I hasten to add that I also had a fantastic time at the Small World festival the weekend before.) Planetman and the Internationalz became my new favourite band. They would have become my favourite new band anyway even if I hadn't befriended their horn section at last years festivals long before they joined the band! But any band who turn a 2 hour set into a six hour jam (Small World fest) and keep it tight as a ducks butt well past sunrise deserve anybody respect. And not enough people use wah wah pedals. There are many people who deserve ultimate big ups but Amme for the Sams Sauna chats, Fleassy for the crystal combination necklace, and King of the Rainbow 'Pirate' tribe (his name is King, the Rainbow family have no leaders) for being one of the most inspirational people I have ever met. Aho. Jacky boy and Mark Pan were among a small crew doing alot of the real work at the festival. And the bloke who told me to enjoy the land now that it is ours and suggested that he might not be from this planet (he didn't specify if he meant he lives in the hollow Earth, another planet or another dimension and quite frankly I didn't feel like asking him) he seemed nice enough. Roy got me doing The Weave shamanic dance about 4 times in one day (because it is selfless work yet SO much fun!) oneheartweave.blogspot.com Oh, and Dan Winter is the funniest physicist I've met. I just hope he remembers that "those who feel the need to give meaningful and measureable scientific language to profound spiritual experiences" also feel the need to actually have those experiences. The point is that after you've done the science you have to do the work and the work is nothing more complicated than feeling great! Confused? Check out www.heartcoherence.com

That's not a demand, it's a suggestion.

Speaking of which, eat purple corn, we are the one's we've been waiting for after all.