The past week was illuminated with the sweet taste of brilliant success. Taking to a stage to "reform" (in lieu of "perform"), the Soular Power Brigade brought our organic, fresh beats, rhymes, rhythms and moves to Victor Villasenor's SnowGoose Global Thanksgiving where, thanks to Victor's assist, we led a 250 person+ conga line around the family's Oceanside ranch. Later that week, I said to my newest business partner, Gina Tang, that "it'll be interesting to experience a "fail."" "We can't fail," she responded. "It's Soular Power."
So, Thanksgiving 2011 has come and gone and we are slip sliding into 2012. The Spaghetti Social Goddess created an Italian and traditional feast of magnanimous proportions and shared it here in the Hive with a 25+ strong circle of diverse San Diegans. I worked hard that day to maintain the integrity of this space, and though I wasn't surrounded by my closest of loved ones, I appreciated witnessing people's shoes coming off and the sinking into the moment that transgressed. A group of strangers even found themselves willingly caught up in massaging each other's backs, feet and hands, in one corner of the Hive.
Earlier in the afternoon, four of us sat together in a meditation that consisted of deep breathing, setting intention, sharing observations and intoning. And, later that night, when the Hive had emptied out by 9pm and three of us were left chatting on the couch, one of the men - who had been part of the earlier sitting meditation circle - insisted that we come together in intention once more. Although I was absolutely beat, I had to run with his inspiration - especially after hearing him practice the T'ai Chi breaths he had just learned.
With some nervous energy, he gathered the three of us together and began our circle by offering gratitude. And all my insides were cheering and whooping and hollering and bowing down and saying, "YES YES YES!" Miracles, like successes, come in all shapes and sizes. Some magical moments are so grand that their success burns like a giant orb of gas emanating brilliant light from the center of one's being. Most of the time, however, miracles are small and witnessed by very few - but not because they happen so infrequently. In fact, miracles can and do happen all the time and in many moments - I guess our human eyes just dull to their luster after living each day in their fullness. Regardless of their size, however, miracles are equal in weight.
So, this past Saturday, the Soular Power Brigade was off-tune and out-of-sync and, as a result, we were too chaotic to generate and sustain a "palpable surge" of Soular energy. By all accounts, we experienced the "fail" that Gina had, just that day, said we weren't capable of. Yet, the difference is that even with a hint of "failure," the evening was successful and miraculous in its own right. Through this process of trying to run with something, we're learning what does and doesn't work. And in continuing to invite others in who have yet to experience Soular Power we are
"facilitating freedom,
sharing synergy,
connecting communities,
and promoting prosperity!"
It seems that failure no longer appears as it once did.
And, that, in and of itself is a MIRACLE.
