7.28.22 // Group Therapy

This past weekend I attended my first music festival.
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I think I may be late to the party... but damn I'm glad I finally showed up (thanks to a push from @tom ).
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And what an incredible weekend.
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It's taken me a few days to post about the weekend because I felt like there was so much I wanted to synthesize- my thoughts, my feelings, my memories.
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Because I think a big part of the beauty of the weekend was there was nothing else that existed behind or in front of where we were. Everything we needed was there and dare I say it was as if "we're all we need" (a little Above and Beyond reference for ya!). It was one of the most grounding and yet expansive places to just... be.
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Humans showed up exactly like they wanted to, phones were put away, conversations were had, food was shared, kindness flowed even as the temperatures in the middle of the day rose and the sun shined with unwavering heat.
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I met new humans who quickly became friends, I had conversations that ranged from insecurities to dreams, and I lost who I was supposed to be and showed up exactly as who I truly was.
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I don't know if this is what normally happens at music festivals (truly I have nothing to compare it to), but if it is, I get it now. Or maybe this was the theme of the weekend... "Group Therapy" was the name of the festival and it so perfectly summed up the entire experience I had at the Gorge.
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It's been days since I left the sunbaked campground, but my heart is still filled with so much appreciation and love, my brain is still buzzing with energy and excitement, and my hips can't help but sway to any beat that I come across.
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It was the first, and hopefully not the last. I guess you could say​...​my current mood is gratitude.