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It's a few days after Shamballa and still i can feel the beauty but now it is mostly the Shambal's blues. I feel life is hard to get back into especially after being surrended by such incredible music, a beautiful setting and of course you amazing souls felling the love everywhere. Connecting with a stranger for a few minutes or a few hours, maybe for many days. In some situations we have traded e-mail adresses and facebook data. But in too many places we just magicaly connected but as well magicaly dissapeared... What is left now for these magical moments is a sweet memory and often strong feelings. Of course if on drugs the experience can be intensify and misjudge but if the sweet memory just stay and you would like to see that person again and you have no idea how to connect with her or him...what do you do? I would like this blog to be a place where we can describe a moment where we connected wtih someone and maybe by having all of us reading and describing something that happened to us we will be abal to hepl each other to find that person. We will be able to share together a special moment of recognise us in a situation that happened to someone... I hope you understand the concept with my broken english... I will go first and describe one of my special connection at Shamballa and i can't wait to know if anyone else did have one of those...i am sure there is tonnes of beautiful amazing stories...Mine goes like this and maybee if i am lucky he will respond...maybe not but lets all
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Story mumber 1: At the village on sunday night Bass Nectar will start soon. I can't stop looking at a guy dancing, he his the most beautiful fluid dancer i have seen in ages. He is from England and i know to see him will be a one time shot i may as well look at him cause it won't come often in my life. A guy is worry for me "are you o.k.".. "ya i am o.k. you have no idea"...So beautiful...The crowd is going crasy and i can't stop feeling the wave of the drum and bass into my body. Everybody is feeling the wave...When i still turn my head to look at the dancer my eyes bounced into some other blue ones, my head could'nt turn anymore and our eyes got locked for a few seconds but really it felt much longer. What that a dream? Or what was that, i had to check again. Now i just had to look over my shoulder and there he was looking down at me and our eyes just stayed there. Now not even our eyes were into each other but i could feel his body jst behind me and it felt like i didn't want to move or if i was moving it was with him. By then Bass Nectar was cranking and everything else racing. At that moment Bass Bectar sweet line came out and he said "now crowd if you are a big one and there is a little one in front of you pick him\her up and raise her\him on your shoulder...Well that is the crux of my moment... I see his hand giving a little tap on his shoulder showing me a free spot. There i go raising to the sky above the crowd touching the stars...I was not dancing anymore, he was...grooving and dancing me into magical land. That was it, a moment in time where time isn't there amymore...
A perfect Shamballa moment.
I had a connection with a stranger, i don't know his name, or where he is from. I will probably never see hime again but you never know maybe i'll be lucky and he will respond one day... The only thing i know is blue eyes, brown hair, white earings, a white shirt and a beautiful groove.. I definitively would like to say thank you for the dance. For everyone that would like to share and find a magical stranger, please share you story with me and with all of us together the results can be amazing!!!! Godd luck all and love love love xoxoxo Flower Bed
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Story mumber 1: At the village on sunday night Bass Nectar will start soon. I can't stop looking at a guy dancing, he his the most beautiful fluid dancer i have seen in ages. He is from England and i know to see him will be a one time shot i may as well look at him cause it won't come often in my life. A guy is worry for me "are you o.k.".. "ya i am o.k. you have no idea"...So beautiful...The crowd is going crasy and i can't stop feeling the wave of the drum and bass into my body. Everybody is feeling the wave...When i still turn my head to look at the dancer my eyes bounced into some other blue ones, my head could'nt turn anymore and our eyes got locked for a few seconds but really it felt much longer. What that a dream? Or what was that, i had to check again. Now i just had to look over my shoulder and there he was looking down at me and our eyes just stayed there. Now not even our eyes were into each other but i could feel his body jst behind me and it felt like i didn't want to move or if i was moving it was with him. By then Bass Nectar was cranking and everything else racing. At that moment Bass Bectar sweet line came out and he said "now crowd if you are a big one and there is a little one in front of you pick him\her up and raise her\him on your shoulder...Well that is the crux of my moment... I see his hand giving a little tap on his shoulder showing me a free spot. There i go raising to the sky above the crowd touching the stars...I was not dancing anymore, he was...grooving and dancing me into magical land. That was it, a moment in time where time isn't there amymore...
A perfect Shamballa moment.
I had a connection with a stranger, i don't know his name, or where he is from. I will probably never see hime again but you never know maybe i'll be lucky and he will respond one day... The only thing i know is blue eyes, brown hair, white earings, a white shirt and a beautiful groove.. I definitively would like to say thank you for the dance. For everyone that would like to share and find a magical stranger, please share you story with me and with all of us together the results can be amazing!!!! Godd luck all and love love love xoxoxo Flower Bed
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shamrock
12 August 2010 - 10:16 AM
flower bed, i totally agree with u on how amazing shambhala was, it was life changing for me. it was my first and i can tell u with no hesitation that ill be back next year! the sense of freedom, loving and peaceful energy was incredible! I too have the major shamb blues now and must admit ive teared up on several occaions since ive been back home in vancouver. There were so many amazing moments throughout the weekend but one that i want to recollect here happened on saturday night during excision's set st the village. me and a group of friends had reached pretty close to the stage and were astounded by the sound of dubstep on that type of soundsystem! we began to hudle all together and went down really low to the ground to feel the intesnse vibrations of the music..it felt SO AMAZING! we continued this and close to the end of the set i looked up to the platform on my right filled with people and pointed to two girls, they saw me doing this and they pointed right back at me! it felt so good and a crazy connection seemed to have been created for a few moments. as excision ended and we began to leave i kept looking at them and blew them a kiss which they did right back! it was a moment so touching but hard to describe...if one of these girls ends up reading this i was wearing a shiny shamrock green vest and was covered with glowsticks on my neck and arms...i was part of a group that included about 10 people including 2 guys dressed up as the bananas in pajamas! wow what a shambhala experience!! i sure will be back next year!
flower bed
12 August 2010 - 01:09 PM
Shamrock, thanks for being the first one to break the ice. Thank you for sharing a magic moment with everyone, it's generous and precious. I was really touched by your story and it makes me reconnect with the Shambhala wave knowing that each of us had a magic moment and that we could all connect together by sharing our stories. I hope more stories will come and that we will somehow be able to find our special connections... Lets spread the word and share our moments... the more people sharing and talking the more we will be connected! Happy sharing stories eveyone and hopefully she will somehow get in touch through the this network.. xooxxo
flower bed
13 August 2010 - 09:59 AM
Today, still dealing with the Shamball blues. I wonder how long it's gonna take... The sky is blue in Nelson and there is still lots of Shamballans kiking around. I like it. I wish i could be lucky and bump into someone i shared a moment with. I had three magical moments and would like to share them all. I am thinking of moment #2 and will write about it later. I would call it an akward and sureal moment, a bit unconfortable... another once in a life time experience.. In the meantime anyone else have a Shamballa moment to share? Let's all stay connected!!! Happy day!
kertamay
16 August 2010 - 07:48 AM
Morning Everybody! Had a wonderful tyme this year at Shambhala. Met a lot of wonderful people can't wait to see all of you again next year. I was wondering if anyone can help me find "Dancing Shane" and his buddie "Kim", who my boifriend (Michael) and I met in Shambhala, we had this sweet dance party at Fractal forest on Saturday night. We forgot to exchange digits and would love to get a hold of him so we can have lil pre-shambhala dance parties in Vancouver 
Trance_yogi
19 August 2010 - 09:58 PM
What a beautiful idea flower bed. I went for a walk tonight and thought about Shambhala the entire time and what kind of beautiful people I met. I miss it dearly and would love to spend a lifetime at Shambhala.
I had three perfect moments. The connection you make over a minute or two feels so good and you keep going back to it, but I makes you sad knowing you might not ever see or hear from that person again.
There was a girl (Steph), who arrived on Monday. She camped close to me and introduced herself, I think she was just being friendly to borrow my saucepan (not using the word pot so there's no confusion). We got to talking and spent the next couple days getting to know just a little bit about each other. Well Saturday night (mdma included) brought us together on 2 random occations. The second time we started talking about how the music made us feel. She bumbed a smoke and we walked across the downtown area. I told her how I was writting about my first Sham experience and she gave me a look as if to want to tell me she was doing the same. We entered Pagoda and that's the last I saw of her. The following day I noticed that someone had painted her tent and I just hoped she was ok with that. I hoped to see her again before I left but never got to hear she Aussi voice again. What meant to be is meant to be so time will tell if our paths will bring us back together.
I had three perfect moments. The connection you make over a minute or two feels so good and you keep going back to it, but I makes you sad knowing you might not ever see or hear from that person again.
There was a girl (Steph), who arrived on Monday. She camped close to me and introduced herself, I think she was just being friendly to borrow my saucepan (not using the word pot so there's no confusion). We got to talking and spent the next couple days getting to know just a little bit about each other. Well Saturday night (mdma included) brought us together on 2 random occations. The second time we started talking about how the music made us feel. She bumbed a smoke and we walked across the downtown area. I told her how I was writting about my first Sham experience and she gave me a look as if to want to tell me she was doing the same. We entered Pagoda and that's the last I saw of her. The following day I noticed that someone had painted her tent and I just hoped she was ok with that. I hoped to see her again before I left but never got to hear she Aussi voice again. What meant to be is meant to be so time will tell if our paths will bring us back together.
flower bed
20 August 2010 - 06:14 PM
Loved your story trance yogi. It is so true that in such a short time we get to experience some very powerful connections. I agree that what is met to be is met to be. The universe knows how to take care of business way better than any of us knows. But it's so nice to share our stories. I use this as a tool to connect together and share experiences. It's nice to have this to keep the web going...
mogli
23 August 2010 - 06:34 AM
This year was my first, but it would be impossible to be my last... For sixteen hours I drove, and I tried to imagine what this event could really be about. Surely the low quality videos and blurred pictures of previous years couldn't capture the event properly. For sixteen hours my mind painted a picture of what Shambhala must be. It turned out to be a mess of abstract ideas, and mainly just looked like a huge PARTY.
It turned out to be so much more. It exceeded my highest expectations, and it changed my life at the same time it gave me life. I met and hugged hundreds of people, kissed strangers. I met this guy that is by far the best friend I've ever had. I didn't think it was possible to know a person for a couple of days, and have such a strong friendship that he takes the place of previous ones. I must have met close to a hundred people, and it feels like I've known them my whole life, I'm so thankful to have them all in my shamily.
Now I'm back home with the blues, trying to blend in with normal people.
I'm thankful for this weird thing that's happened to me, whether its because of the controlled substances or not.... I've literally went back to Shambhala each and every night in my dreams since its ended. At time's it drives me nuts, it's hard to get a good rest when your partying all night. I feel like I'm going crazy and who knows maybe I am. At least I'm sleeping in a beautiful land, with the beautiful people that i miss, in unity, in peace, and without knowing it... in love.
It turned out to be so much more. It exceeded my highest expectations, and it changed my life at the same time it gave me life. I met and hugged hundreds of people, kissed strangers. I met this guy that is by far the best friend I've ever had. I didn't think it was possible to know a person for a couple of days, and have such a strong friendship that he takes the place of previous ones. I must have met close to a hundred people, and it feels like I've known them my whole life, I'm so thankful to have them all in my shamily.
Now I'm back home with the blues, trying to blend in with normal people.
I'm thankful for this weird thing that's happened to me, whether its because of the controlled substances or not.... I've literally went back to Shambhala each and every night in my dreams since its ended. At time's it drives me nuts, it's hard to get a good rest when your partying all night. I feel like I'm going crazy and who knows maybe I am. At least I'm sleeping in a beautiful land, with the beautiful people that i miss, in unity, in peace, and without knowing it... in love.
flower bed
23 August 2010 - 08:08 PM
I think that's an amazing feature of the festival. Getting to know someone in ways that would never happen at any other places. The event is a mind opener, a heart lifter, a little jewel dropped once a year to remind us of the beauty of it all!
shetravels
24 August 2010 - 01:05 AMflower bed, on 23 August 2010 - 08:08 PM, said:
I think that's an amazing feature of the festival. Getting to know someone in ways that would never happen at any other places. The event is a mind opener, a heart lifter, a little jewel dropped once a year to remind us of the beauty of it all!
I agree completely
I feel the same and wish this occurance happened more often
Shambhalove
Trance_yogi
29 August 2010 - 11:06 PM
Shambalove is bitter sweet. You fall hard and spend 2 weeks trying to go on without that feeling.
The funny part is, as the time passes I don't think about the girl from the first story but I dream about the girl I never suspected to do anything to my heart.
We met at the beach, she was walking, baring all, with an and asian sun hat carrying her belongings. It wasn't the beauty of her body that caught my eye, but a small tattoo on her side ∞ The simplicity of it made me ask to take a picture. I introduced myself, very bashfully and asked if I may take a photo of it. Without hesitation she agreed, I thanked her and walked away. It wasn't until Friday night that I sat in the Labarynth, not realizing that I was sitting next to her. She immediatly said my name. I was surprised that she remembered and excited to be talking to her. We shared a smoke and talked for awhile. Over the next couple days we ran into each other but on Saturday night she was working the beach entrance as a gatekeeper and we exchanged some playful banter. I knew the boy sitting next to her was someone whom she was interested in and kept my space. I never saw her past that moment but wished that I did. I travelled to Nelson last weekend with the hope that our paths would cross once again. Even now I still think about her, and that simple little tattoo. Her picture is my only reminder and way back to that moment. Unfortunately, my memory did not serve me well that weekend and I only remember that she's from Victoria.
Oh Shambalove, the feelings you bring and the memories you create leave us wanting more. Hard at times for true romantics, but so very worth the feelings you bring to us.
The funny part is, as the time passes I don't think about the girl from the first story but I dream about the girl I never suspected to do anything to my heart.
We met at the beach, she was walking, baring all, with an and asian sun hat carrying her belongings. It wasn't the beauty of her body that caught my eye, but a small tattoo on her side ∞ The simplicity of it made me ask to take a picture. I introduced myself, very bashfully and asked if I may take a photo of it. Without hesitation she agreed, I thanked her and walked away. It wasn't until Friday night that I sat in the Labarynth, not realizing that I was sitting next to her. She immediatly said my name. I was surprised that she remembered and excited to be talking to her. We shared a smoke and talked for awhile. Over the next couple days we ran into each other but on Saturday night she was working the beach entrance as a gatekeeper and we exchanged some playful banter. I knew the boy sitting next to her was someone whom she was interested in and kept my space. I never saw her past that moment but wished that I did. I travelled to Nelson last weekend with the hope that our paths would cross once again. Even now I still think about her, and that simple little tattoo. Her picture is my only reminder and way back to that moment. Unfortunately, my memory did not serve me well that weekend and I only remember that she's from Victoria.
Oh Shambalove, the feelings you bring and the memories you create leave us wanting more. Hard at times for true romantics, but so very worth the feelings you bring to us.
amadebbie
14 September 2010 - 03:53 PM
I absolutely loved your story lady..it was touching...as it was my first shambhala experience this past summer and I had the same feelings as you did with others..but it was this one guy I completely felt connected to and I only seen him three times during the festival. Both times I felt completely sucked in for some odd reason and I know me and usually I am not like that. When I first met him I thought I was being silly as it was my first night there and I was only in the overflow parking but I couldn't stopt thinkin of the guy and when I seen him for the second time I fell head over heels...like who does that? haha but no really I still think of him from time to time and its been a month..he was workin there and has been goin there for 6 years or something like that..I did give him my number but he did not call 
..maybe he didn't feel quite the same or maybe he's used to losin people he felt connected to or maybe he lost it as it was shambhala and that was a tiny piece of paper...I will never know unless I run into him again somehow..
I did meet two lovely alberta guys on the last night and completely connected with them and we hung out and went to Bassnectar together but it got so full we split apart and I could not find them again. I was so disappointed as I already knew somehow we could be good friends...so about two weeks later I was out to go cliff jumpin and was meeting a few friends there. I get there and see everyone I knew so I started to walk over and out of the blue two guys stop me and they're like "Debbie what the hell!!" and I looked at them confused (as I was a bit hungover) and didn't realize it was the two guys I met on the last night!! Suddenly I had to pick my jaw off the rocks to give them the biggest hug I knew was known to man..it was so shockin and amazin and I am so happy I got pulled out to go there. I still talk to them and like I said, we are good friends now haha small world isn't it??? I still find it so weird how I got connected with them again thinking I will never see them again..
..maybe he didn't feel quite the same or maybe he's used to losin people he felt connected to or maybe he lost it as it was shambhala and that was a tiny piece of paper...I will never know unless I run into him again somehow..I did meet two lovely alberta guys on the last night and completely connected with them and we hung out and went to Bassnectar together but it got so full we split apart and I could not find them again. I was so disappointed as I already knew somehow we could be good friends...so about two weeks later I was out to go cliff jumpin and was meeting a few friends there. I get there and see everyone I knew so I started to walk over and out of the blue two guys stop me and they're like "Debbie what the hell!!" and I looked at them confused (as I was a bit hungover) and didn't realize it was the two guys I met on the last night!! Suddenly I had to pick my jaw off the rocks to give them the biggest hug I knew was known to man..it was so shockin and amazin and I am so happy I got pulled out to go there. I still talk to them and like I said, we are good friends now haha small world isn't it??? I still find it so weird how I got connected with them again thinking I will never see them again..
Psychedelicosmos
19 October 2010 - 05:11 PM
Wow amazing stories ! I love'em. I got one of my own, somehow peculiar... There I was, playing maracas in a little hut, after bassnectar a sunday night. When this girl shows up in the hut and sits right in front of me. First, she looks arround, but, then, i don't know, she started to stare at me with a innocent beautifull smile. First of all i tough: I'm too fucked up on md ! !... But then I realise she was really looking at me, That curious smile just went right trough me... like... well, if she was really looking deep into my soul. I was... also, looking deep in her soul. Then she we spoke... but man i was too fucked up on md to even speak... luckly she understood most things I said. She stayed in the hut for almost 3 or 4 hours. Maybe was my prescence or her will. But she marked my life in great way, because it was the first time I met such a beautifull spirit who looked deep inside of me. Magic ! I saw her again after she left the hut, and she gave me then the most beautifull smile i've ever seen. Her name is Ema. Well, to be honest, she is the first girl I've ever met that has got me fall in love in such incredible way. And even now I still think of her. I forgot her family name as i couldn't concenctrate by looking her eyes. One happy day i know the cosmos will met us again
Matt_9
10 August 2011 - 07:54 PM
Hey everyone so first time writing here. And just experienced my first shambhala this year, it was amazing will be going every year from now on! I am writing on this forum because I had met someone during bassnectar and would really like to find her. Okay that being said i should tell you the story of how we met, it started off at bassnectar I'm guessing it was about halfway through his set, this girl (Taylor I think was her name) comes up to me and asks what was in my camel back. I said it's just water, so she makes me promise and pinky swear that my camel back is full of water. So she takes a drink says it tastes like water and gives me a hug. We dance for a while together as I am on md.. And she takes me by the shoulders and makes me dance like I never had before. After a couple more hugs she tells me her name is Taylor (I think that's her name I can't get out of my head haha) I tell her my name is Matt.
Well that's my story of the person I met this year if anyone knows who this is help me find her. Thank you guys
Happy Shambhala everyone can't wait till next year!!
Well that's my story of the person I met this year if anyone knows who this is help me find her. Thank you guys
Happy Shambhala everyone can't wait till next year!!
eternal-sunshine11
19 August 2012 - 09:28 PM
Hello My name is Kayla ... Shambhala 2012 was my first Shambhala and it was the most magical experience of my life. I have been reading about it for years and looking at pictures and couldnt wait when I finally got tickets to go.
Being there in the moment... with such an amazing energy shared by all..gripped my mind so deeply. I loved being in the moment and just feeling all sorts of love.
Friday and Saturday we both blurry... trying to get to know the place and trying not to get lost. Which I still managed too. The best dance moves I ever grooved. By Sunday, I was in complete Shambhala flow... ready to take on the last night of the festival.. and boogie til the sun came up. Oh, I sure did. 11 o'clock DUB FX played at the Village then Pretty Lights. Amazing..amazing show. While I was dancing there in our usual spot I met a group of awesome people whom I became instant friends with. At this moment feeling the beat of DUB FX and I encountered my Shambhalove. He asked me to dance with him... for the rest of the night. So sweet. I was overwhelmed and didnt know what to say... I had 3 places to be at once and friends to meet at gates... But what I felt for him at that moment..took my breath away. I danced with my new friend Garrett for hours..we spent sunday night and monday together..taking naps under the trees at the livingroom.... It seemed that every time I left Garrett would of/could have been the last time id see him. Everytime I left him I just wanted to be there with him again. I miss him, his smile, his touch, his love he shared with me. It was such a beautiful, magical, long lost feeling... that I now spend days thinking about... dreaming about and hoping one day I could connect with Garrett again. Unfortunately I have a missed connection... I cannot find him in the real world and I really hope one day I can just hug him forever. What I know is he's from Calgary and he has really blond hair. An some really sweet friends.
Until next year.... I will find him... the search will never end... Happy Shambhala Everyone... Share the love and experiences!
My name is Kayla ... Shambhala 2012 was my first Shambhala and it was the most magical experience of my life. I have been reading about it for years and looking at pictures and couldnt wait when I finally got tickets to go. Being there in the moment... with such an amazing energy shared by all..gripped my mind so deeply. I loved being in the moment and just feeling all sorts of love.
Friday and Saturday we both blurry... trying to get to know the place and trying not to get lost. Which I still managed too. The best dance moves I ever grooved. By Sunday, I was in complete Shambhala flow... ready to take on the last night of the festival.. and boogie til the sun came up. Oh, I sure did. 11 o'clock DUB FX played at the Village then Pretty Lights. Amazing..amazing show. While I was dancing there in our usual spot I met a group of awesome people whom I became instant friends with. At this moment feeling the beat of DUB FX and I encountered my Shambhalove. He asked me to dance with him... for the rest of the night. So sweet. I was overwhelmed and didnt know what to say... I had 3 places to be at once and friends to meet at gates... But what I felt for him at that moment..took my breath away. I danced with my new friend Garrett for hours..we spent sunday night and monday together..taking naps under the trees at the livingroom.... It seemed that every time I left Garrett would of/could have been the last time id see him. Everytime I left him I just wanted to be there with him again. I miss him, his smile, his touch, his love he shared with me. It was such a beautiful, magical, long lost feeling... that I now spend days thinking about... dreaming about and hoping one day I could connect with Garrett again. Unfortunately I have a missed connection... I cannot find him in the real world and I really hope one day I can just hug him forever. What I know is he's from Calgary and he has really blond hair. An some really sweet friends.
Until next year.... I will find him... the search will never end... Happy Shambhala Everyone... Share the love and experiences!
taylor-.
25 January 2013 - 12:24 PMMatt_9, on 10 August 2011 - 08:54 PM, said:
Hey everyone so first time writing here. And just experienced my first shambhala this year, it was amazing will be going every year from now on! I am writing on this forum because I had met someone during bassnectar and would really like to find her. Okay that being said i should tell you the story of how we met, it started off at bassnectar I'm guessing it was about halfway through his set, this girl (Taylor I think was her name) comes up to me and asks what was in my camel back. I said it's just water, so she makes me promise and pinky swear that my camel back is full of water. So she takes a drink says it tastes like water and gives me a hug. We dance for a while together as I am on md.. And she takes me by the shoulders and makes me dance like I never had before. After a couple more hugs she tells me her name is Taylor (I think that's her name I can't get out of my head haha) I tell her my name is Matt.
Well that's my story of the person I met this year if anyone knows who this is help me find her. Thank you guys
Happy Shambhala everyone can't wait till next year!!
Well that's my story of the person I met this year if anyone knows who this is help me find her. Thank you guys
Happy Shambhala everyone can't wait till next year!!
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