Andrea Gibson - "Good Light" Live from the Boulder Theater
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- Опубліковано 26 сер 2024
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Andrea could read a math textbook and I would be intrigued
I love your videos! Is there anyway you can make them Closed Captioned? I'm Deaf, and I would really enjoy it if I could watch what's occuring on the video and not have to flip from page-to-page/back and forth, within my browser to be able to fully hear what's happening. Also, it would give you more access to a wider community of people from all over the world too. ^_^ Just a thought! I love you, in any event and I love your poetry. I can't wait to see your at your next event in Florida, with my interpreter! (shout out thank you to all of the souls who have transcribed your amazing spoken word. I appreciate being able to feel the love too.
let me know what poem you want the words for and I'll type them out for you!!
email me - blakerwilliams@gmail.com
Though I don't remember, I remember my birth was my first "yes." Though I was pushed, "yes." Though there was screaming, "yes." Though the light hurt, "yes." I wanted the "yes" to last forever so badly, later on I told myself: We're built like drums, We couldn't make songs if we'd never been hit. It was a desperate theory.
When they told me God was always watching, I said "who wants to worship a diary-thief?" I didn't dare say who wants to worship anyone would see everything And just sit there doing nothing while the Devil Flossed his teeth with the bow of my prettiest violin. Oddly, they told me the same thing about Santa always watching, And I didn't mind because that fucker was bringing presents; God was only bringing life, Which I was told was a sin to return, even if it didn't fit. My "yes" never fit into the "no" of this world. I was just a little girl trying to get rid of the
"Just," and the "little," got rid of the "girl" instead.
Got rid of my "yes" trying to make a "no" so big it could go back in Time, swallow everything that Happened, that should not have happened. And that's how I live. I mean, that's how I've been living. Decades of "no," "no," "no," "no," "no," and that's okay. An accordion couldn't make a song if it had never closed. But then I met you. And I started feeling myself open. I started feeling my "yes" coming back, And it was the sweetest thing I had ever known. Like the reverse of being haunted, Like taking a deep breath and pulling the fog off the glass. My love, my "yes." Do you know how many times a day my gratitude frames your autograph? Come see me in the good light, Come tell me what you tell the truth, Come trouble me, Come lightning strike, Come read out loud what I can't yet pronounce of my own life, Come wiser than the past, Come make me make you proud, Come hope too much, Come with all your ghosts, Come clown around when the timing's bad, Come promise me the world, Come trust me to do my best even when I don't, Come ask me to give you everything I have, Come knowing I'll give you my word, That if you fall in the forest when there's no One is around, I will be there before you land. Come be everything you are, my love. Come love this world. Come hate it, too. Come undone. Come falling apart. Come every age you have ever been. Come tantrum in the grocery store, come screaming for what's sweet, Come willing to spill, Willing to stay in the windows of the angry church. Come nervous-brave. Come tender as the trees, forgiving the books, for asking to be made. Come with all your beauty, leaving evidence behind: Your fingerprints all over the thing that Changed my mind, that made me better than I was. Come, love. Make me better than I was. Come teach me a kinder way to say my own name, Come knowing I, like everyone, have had my own blood on my hands, Come help me to a gentler truth. Come share my parachute, come let me share your storm, Come hush the weatherman when he calls it "bad weather, " Come light as a feather on the Bird that stuck around to see the snow. I used to drive along the coast of Maine searching for the fog - come With me to where the sea lifts up into the sky, just to slow us down. Come make it count: our finding each other like we found God. Come root for the salt, Come believe in "we can heal it all, " Even everything, even everything that has ever been done. I know how much the pain of this world weighs, But I can still tip the scales in light's Direction whenever I have your name on my tongue. Whenever you say "love is a ladder to our highest selves, " I say "may our falling be the most beautiful climb, May the rings of our ladder shine on our hands, In the good light, and in the lightning strike." My love, Come become beside me until I find your first silver hair in our tub. 'Til I find your last silver hair in our tub. Come love. Come love. Come love.
“come tender as the trees forgiving the books for asking to be made”
yoooooooooo this is gorgeous and heart-shattering and I'm thankful for it.
Ok. I'm back in my house now. Whew. Oh my gosh. I was so swept up in this magnificent poem in was transported just backstage of this theater watching her.
I hung on these words.
Andrea, you've outdone yourself with this one. So much love. Keep writing, keep speaking. The world needs you.
"Got rid of my yes trying to make a no so big
it could go back in time, swallow everything that happened
that should not have happened."
So in love with these words...
I love Andrea's voice, I love her poems, I love the compassion she puts into every word she speaks.
May she walk in the light of the divine.
their* poems, they* Andrea pronouns are they/them as far as I know.
Extraordinary.
Feck. No poet until Andrea has ever made me feel what she feels.
Ohhh
I am so in love with your delivery, your voice. It's Valentine's Day, and im here listening to a playlist of all your poems and my husbandis listening with me. Thanks Andrea
my heart
If you fall in the forest when there's no one around I will be there before you land. 💜💔💜
I’ve had a really hard time finding my true self and who my heart desires. Thank you so much for showing me that my love is okay and that I can find love 🏳️🌈💕
You're beautiful and I am so grateful to you. I never knew someone who didn't know me could save my life when I didn't even want to anymore. "my gratitude frames your autograph.'
Hope you are doing well now.
God was only bringing life. Which I was told was a sin to return - even if it didn’t fit.❤️
'in the good light and in the lightning strike' you have not stopped Amazing me, timeously.
thank you for this.
Just one small sentence you have constructed says so much. There are no words that I know how to express to tell you how amazing you are. I saw you in San Francisco two years ago....It changed my life in a very hard time in my life. You are so brave.
Incredible. You’re magic. ♥️
Its healing Andrea.. I am crying in awe of every word you shared..would be a dream to see you performing live..Lots of fortune to you!!
I'm choosing a song for my last dance solo with my student company, and I think this is it💕 Your voice inspires me
Thank you, Andrea. Thank you for showing me that piece of dead flesh inside of me, my heart, tho how i wish it would just fucking STOP while it continues to shudder on thru to the next unwanted day still holds a beauty. There beyond doubt even when i don't desire to see. Thank you for your talent. By planting the unwanted seeds among weary weeds for the beauty in ourselves to grow and show once more...
Listening back to this poem all the time. With new meaning now
Love is the condition
of Human Beings
Being Humans.
To be beloved
Is all I need
And whom I love
Is loved Indeed
There never was a Night that
Ended, or began,
Forms breaking
Structures imaged,
Come love,
Love come.
- from 'Come' by Bob Kaufman
💓💓💓💓
I was there ❤️❤️❤️
I love Andrea Gibson so much, they are amazing. I also love that you can see Megan in this video!
It would be a dream to one day see you live. Sending love from Estonia.
I hope you can some day! It's truly healing.
So glad yall found each other, that makes me remember hope.
Every poem from Andrea is wonderful. how she uses words is amazinggg
Somewhere in the Lights
Powerful!!
I'm mesmerized by their voice and poem 😍
We were built like drums, we couldn't make music if we hadn't been hit. It was a desperate theory.
Thank you
i just dont know how u blow my mind away always. ur poem is where i find comfort when mad
Wow
This speaks to my soul so much 💖💖
I love all of your works so far. I'm only two vids in. You are a beautiful person w/ a beautiful mind. My co-worker, Levi Coffman,A #LRZoo posted "Maybe I need you from a music app to Facebook-so, i looked you up. Again, very beautiful indeed, LightFeather. I think that would be a beautiful indian name for you. You;ve earned it!
I’m in love w this
I love your poetry.❤❤❤
Once again thank you thank you 🙌🏽🌟
'Come love' - always and forever
You evoke all emotions ❤️
I just got full fledged goosies! Yet another breathtakingly beautiful poem
I’d hope to one day fine someone who accepts and wants me to be there as nothing less then myself. And love me for all my messy flaws. Hell I hope one day I can better accept and love me for all my messy flaws. It’s taken me my life time to believe I actually might be worth it.
My love come beside me
Till I find your first silver hair in our tub
Till I find your last silver hair in our tub
Come love. Come love. Come love. ❤️
I'm just-
This is my life.
This. Is. Me.
💕
Must be amazing to work in your home town.
Come find me hiding in a place I know you´ll look first....
view #200 ✊🏼✊🏼
Iiii
I know the devil is flossing his Fangs. But i prefer the challenges GOD SETS FOR ME. I ALWAYS DO THE HARDEST WORD SEARCHES . THERE IS NO GENTLE TRUTH.JUST THE TRUTH AND OUR QUEST FOR IT