On May 26, 2018, beneath the near-full moon, we gathered at CoSM ~ Chapel of Sacred Mirrors, to share in journey through sound, art, celebration, and prayer. 

It was an honor to share these songs in this space of visionary convergence, prayer, and communion with the creative spirit. 

To send them out as beacons of beauty and inspiration, as offerings to the creative spirit and flame within, to the magic of the moment, and all that opens to us when we open ourselves as conduits for the highest self and the force of life.

This set is performed through live looping, building each song from the foundation up in the moment, layer by layer of vocal melody, harmony, and word. It was the opening invocation for the evening, before Erothyme and I played a collaborative set, and he closed the evening with a set of his own.

These songs are from my album Celestine, which is available for name your price here~ https://littlestarmusic.bandcamp.com/album/celestine

May the prayers embedded in these songs continue to ripple out, as waves throughout consciousness and across this sphere of being.
May they reach and move, kindle and inspire, ignite the flame within.

May they hold beauty to offer you ~

In love and gratitude, 

~Erin

Thank you to the CoSM community for hosting us with so much love and grace, T.j. Squires for the beautiful photograph, and Caren Charles for adorning our vessels with your art!
Thank you Erothyme (Bobby West) for capturing and mixing this recording!

~ Little Star CoSM Live Set, May 26, 2018 ~

"Maybe what it boiled down to is one moment's knowledge of the miracle of life, with its inevitable concomitant, a vertiginous glimpse of the capacity to be hurt, and the capacity to inflict that hurt." 

~Lester Bangs

Astral Weeks used to be my favorite album; either that or London Calling.

Might be Sinatra at Sands (Live) now. Kinda on a Sinatra kick.

𝔇𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔞𝔱 𝔟𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔥 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔰𝔭𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔥 🛸

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Creatress ~ Starseed ~ Conduit
Alchemist of consciousness, Anchoring Truth, Transmuting Spirit to sound
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Delightful beginnings entrenched in notational stimulations, while swirling absurdities spontaneously abound. Love duplicates love.

I can feel the wind rolling on my face, she said.







Maybe she’s hiding in another frequency, he said. Maybe time doesn’t matter, it’s just there when calculations must be made in comparison to this or that. Realizations happen in reason or happenstance perchance.

music collector, dancer, and performance artist from Tulsa, OK