Wat heb ik genoten en gehuild tijdens “people’s faces” van Kate Tempest tijdens Pukkelpop 2019 en ik was niet de enige die het niet droog kon houden toen ik de tent verliet en dat deed me denken aan het bijzondere optreden van Anthony & (the Johnsons) met Metropole Orkest) tijdens Holland Festival 2009 waar ook velen Koninklijk Theater Carré ontroerd verlieten. Samen emoties delen en verbondenheid voelen is bijzonder en soms met een lach of een traan. Woensdag was dit met Leon Giesen tijdens zijn narratieve verhaal genieten van zijn zoektocht naar de schat tijdens kick-off alumni Behavior Change Group.

Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking
I'll stand weeping at the train station
'Cause I can see your faces
There is so much peace to be found in people's faces

I love people & people’s faces: deze week ontmoette ik vele bijzondere mensen. Tijdens werk en/of vrije tijd. Deels bekend en ook onbekend. Ik heb vooral tijdens momenten reisvertraging mooie contacten gehad met mensen die de overlast deden vergeten. Zoals een vrouw met dromen om nog iets beroepsmatig met psychologie te gaan doen ondanks haar beperkingen en een man met passie voor verhalen die hij dagelijks verneemt en deelt. Ook bijzonder om velen te ontmoeten die bij anderen op bezoek gingen voor mantelzorg of om samen naar een event te gaan om er samen van te genieten. En mensen die je tijdens een eerste contact vertelden dat ze hun burn-out hadden overwonnen en nu weer in balans waren.

Dan zwijg ik nog maar van het genieten van people’s faces zoals ook Kate Tempest ze een ode toebrengt in onderstaande song

Deze deel ik voor iedereen die net als ik van HUMANS blijft houden. (deel & ontvang empathie)

It's coming to pass
My countries coming apart

The whole thing's becoming
Such a bumbling farce

Was that a pivotal historical moment
We just went stumbling past?

Here we are
Dancing in the rumbling dark

So come a little closer
Give me something to grasp

Give me your beautiful
Crumbling heart

Another disaster. Catharsis
Another half-discarded mirage
Another mask slips

I face off with the physical
My head's ringing from the love of the stars

There is too much pretence here
Too much depends on the fragile wages
And extortionate rents here

We're working every dread day that is given us
Feeling like the person people meet
Really isn't us

Like we're going to buckle underneath the trouble
Like any minute now
The struggle's going to finish us

And then we smile at all our friends

It's hard
We got our heads down and our hackles up
Our back's against the wall
I can feel you aching

None of this was written in stone
There is nothing we're forbidden to know
And I can feel things changing

Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking
I'll stand weeping at the train station
'Cause I can see your faces

There is so much peace to be found in people's faces

I saw it roaring
I felt it clawing at my clothes like a grieving friend
It said

There are no new beginnings
Until everybody sees
That the old ways need to end

But it's hard to accept that we're all one and the same flesh
Given the rampant divisions between oppressor and oppressed
But we are though

More empathy
Less greed
More respect

All I've got to say has already been said

I mean, you heard it from yourself
When you were lying in your bed and couldn't sleep
Thinking couldn't we be doing this
Differently?

I'm listening to every little whisper in the distance singing hymns
And I can
I can feel things
Changing

But it's so hard
We got our heads down and our hackles up
Our back's against the wall
I can feel your heart racing

None of this was written in stone
The currents fast but the river moves slow
And I can feel things changing

Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking
I stand weeping at the train station
'Cause I can see your faces
There is so much peace to be found in people's faces

It's not enough
To imagine we'll be happy when we've
Got enough
Stuff

All this stuff
Is blocking us

I'm neat with no chaser
I'm all spirit
But I'm sinking

Coz the days are not days but strange symptoms

This age is our age
But our age is rage sinking to beige
And yes our children are brave
But their mission is vague

Now I don't have the answers
But there are still things to say

I stare out at my city on another difficult day
And I scream inwardly
When will this change

I'm beginning to fade
But my sanity's saved 'cause I see your faces
My sanity's saved
'cause I can see your faces

It's hard
We got our heads down and our hackles up
Our back's against the wall
I can feel your heart racing

None of this was written in stone
The current's fast but the river moves slow
And I can feel things changing

Even when I'm weak and I'm breaking
I stand weeping at the train station
'Cause I can see your faces

I love people's faces

Songwriters: Daniel de Mussenden Carey / Kate Tempest

Meet.....people's faces

HUMAN POWER