Meeting Icons, part 3

At the start of the fall, I began to write about seeing and meeting with icons. Unless the remaining two weeks surprise me, I saw my my final rock star of the year at his intimate show at the Queen Elizabeth Theatre. Totally professional, smooth, and filled with personal stories, Sting graced the audience with his talent. It wasn’t the usual rock’n’roll feel, which honestly I missed, however his continued ability as a singer and songwriter was proven.  My favourite was his solo finale of “Message in a Bottle“, sitting in the spotlight, just him and his guitar – incredible. It even recorded well on my iPhone, it was so clear!

The most unusual part of this event for me was how grounded I felt at the end of the concert. It was a healthy enjoyment rather than an adrenaline-filled high, which is more common in my experience.  My sense is that it has a lot to do with who this man, Sting, is when he’s not performing and being a rock star. He shows his realness. He expresses his vulnerability. He knows there is so much more to life than the illusion of stardom.  He shared with us his three favourite subjects: music, sex, and religion. 😉

Needing a dose of his beauty, I purchased an autographed CD (pictured above) and a cheeky t-shirt.  Ah, what fun!

And last but not least, a couple of months ago, I went to see The Human League in concert at the small Rickshaw Theatre on East Hastings.  It initially seemed an odd venue, but ended up being perfect as we got to be upfront and close to the band.  Coming from Sheffield, England, the Human League became popular in the 80s with their world hit “Don’t You Want Me Baby“. While I liked them back then and sang along to that song like everyone else, this time I fell in love with them.  Their ability to present their material years later with the energy of being here now (that is with passion, love, presence) was incredible. Their older songs certainly lasted the decades they’ve lived. And their new material was just as fabulous. They were also dressed to perform, looking more gorgeous than they did before in my opinion. The audience loved them and they loved us back by their fabulous show.

We are all stars when we let our light shine. Spending time with other stars, we can remember we all come from the same stardust whether we operate in small spheres of the world or large. It can be fun and delightful to place all this star power on others, as I seem to love to do at times, but we will be most fed when we receive their message to shine our own.

So, perhaps you, like me, will want to look at how you can be your own star in 2012.  And for that, the right wardrobe is a must.  Off to check mine…!