Saint Mirabai has been an inspiration through countless generations all over India. The styles of east and west blend together in this unique new musical about the incredible life of the divine singing-poet princess.
Music and Lyrics by Katie Norris; with contributions by Christine Myers, Ellen Golden, and William Belote.
Book by David Dorfman
Story by Katie Norris
This musical is brought to DVD and will be available for purchase at SRF Bookstore in Hollywood, Ca, and online at SupremeSwan.com beginning Thanksgiving 2016.
Enjoy this trailer that gives a first glimpse introduction to the compelling characters of India's history brought to life to tell this inspiring story of courage, hope, and above all, Love.
Mirabai: A Musical Inspired by the Life of a Saint Trailer#2 - Meet The Characters
Some amazing kids performed a song I wrote for International Day of Peace 2014 at the Self-Realization Fellowship Hollywood Temple in front of a lovely audience. An incredible thanks to the amazing participation of everyone involved! And special thanks to Gunjan Virk for creating this super sweet little video for the song.
Here is the page where the video can be viewed: Peace and Harmony Day
Please come out and enjoy this special musical evening with us.
For tickets call: (323) 661-8006
And I can't seem to keep it collected in
Invisible notes and words are dancing down
my feet again
There's too much to hold still
Too many to hold in
Don't know why I'm even tryin'
Cause this is just the overflow of the beacon.
This lunar eclipse
Like a midnight sunset
Mixing the dawn with the dead of the night
Burning the moon
With crimson and passion
Like the beauty of magic
That's predicted by light.
The universe is moments like these
When everyone stops
just to sit in the darkness
And all look together at once special thing
For which we cannot touch
But we know to believe.
How far we've all come
And oh how far we will go
Cause we'll always come back together
To watch something glow.
- Love you all,
Lines of red carpet
Which is laid out for the line to get in at the door.
That is if you're name is lined on the list
If you're lucky or pretty or rich or pop-ular.
You make it inside and get in line for a drink,
In line for the bathroom, in line for the sink.
The girls tell drooling boys to "get in line, I'm taken tonight".
Guys keep girls on the line while they look for another
whomever's in sight
They're all in lines doing lines on their mirrors on the marble
until all their words are garbled
to forget or pass the time.
All the while they starve
Starve for truth
Starve for food
Starve for strength
to change their own day
What a scene of the show
The life game that we play
There's beauty in its madness
There's joy deep in this sadness
Change always comes
The waves always rise
The sea bubbles melt and easily subside
The sun always sets
The mountains fall and climb
No matter whatever we see with our eyes
The Light of the soul never dies.
How funny I feel as I gaze through the lasers,
the screaming, the bass, the dancers;
the maze getting thicker.
Cause only a week before
The very same cement
now cloaked in red carpet, lined with velvet and gold,
guarded by muscle, and harboring dope
Was treaded upon by my own sneakered feet
On my way to the store for a vegetable treat.
It was just another day
The same as before
Until the night I couldn't pass through
And they all lined up at the door.
"Each day we are born again. What we do today is what matters most."
Happy New Year to you!! :)
Katie J. Norris