Alive Under the Electric Sky: EDC 2022

Press play. Open your heart. Let the vibrations in. 

This is what it means to be alive.

If you’re reading this, then I’d like to share my heartfelt vibration from Camp EDC. I’m writing this the day prior to checking in so hopefully by now I’m sipping on my blue razberry Beatbox with some of my best friends. 

Our everyday lives, our routines and patterns compresses our soul to the point where we need a place to burst. For a lot of people, including my partner and I, it’s standing in front of a stage immersed in sounds that nurture our spirit. Being surrounded by friends who share the same struggle makes the moment oh so sweet. 

I want to scream at the top of my lungs. I want a reason to sprint full speed. Seeing people release their repressed emotions and surrendering it to the electric sky makes it a safe place to be…yourself. For those that are unfamiliar with music festivals, EDC is the Electric Daisy Carnival in Las Vegas. It’s been around for over 20 years and if you haven’t been, it’s definitely a bucket list experience.

We decided for the first time to try the camping experience that’s offered with the festival. I’ve been to a few other camping festivals including: TomorrowWorld (twice), Electric Forest, and Coachella. There was something about the desert weather that made the comforts of a hotel hard to pass up. As I’ve been to more EDC’s than I can recall, I think this will be a nice change of pace from the familiar and boring patterns I found myself in.

It’s important to get uncomfortable. That’s the resonating lesson I’m learning this year. If you don’t get uncomfortable then nothing changes and life becomes stagnant. By making myself uncomfortable, I set myself up for something new and unknown. I know that for some people, this is frightening. Take it slow. 

I’m not sure what to expect. I’m typically a person who plays things by vibe. It’s like a little spirit guides me to where the fun is. Slowing down is part of the experience. Sometimes we have to slow down to really admire the magic that’s really there. The detail that someone put into a art piece, the way the sounds reflects off the panels, the invisible twinkle of transparent reflection. If you’re like my high energy partner then I can just be content I’m in an environment where everyone is happy. It’s hard to stay in a bad mood because the positive energy is too overwhelming. It’s a place where the energy is opposite of the “real world.”

Be bold. You can get in literally dressed in only a thong. There are no guilty pleasures. I’ve gone to festivals solo and had no idea who was playing or when. It ended up being some of my most memorable moments. Following the sounds, not waiting for anyone, I did everything I wanted to do when I wanted to do it. An expression of true freedom. I ended up making friends along the way. Sometimes being with groups closes those opportunities. Something to keep in mind. People who wander festivals alone are people we call “free spirits.”

I’ll follow up next week about the experience, hopefully with renewed vitality. There’s nothing like dancing until sunrise, for 4 days, in the desert, in the middle of summer, most likely dying of thirst, that reminds us to appreciate our normal lives. This is my way of flirting with death and the elements in a glamping environment where it’s ok to play music and be loud. Whoever thought of camping and music festivals was a genius. I’d like to create my own camping festival one day in a forest of sakura and purple trees. It’d warm my heart if you would come. Cheers.




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