Shpongloids connect and heal each other

This is just a warm fuzzy experience I recently had in Thailand.

My wife and I had met with a scooter accident one night in KPG and thankfully the ambulance and the cops did a great job in sorting us out.

While we were at the emergency hospital late into the night, 2 american boys rushed in their unconscious friend who also had met with a similar accident and had gone into a coma.

Given the language barrier, things were a bit tough for them and it seemed they had lost their friend for good. It was tough to see them in that state.

While we couldn't interact with them at the time as we were getting all wrapped up in bandages and were in pain ourselves, we saw them at the pier the day after and I approached them to figure how they were doing and if their friend could make it.

They had shifted their friend to a bigger hospital on another island and were hopeful that he'd come out of coma. I think it helped them to be able to talk about the incident. It also helped us to talk about our episode but I think our trauma was nothing compared to what they were probably going thru at the time.

One of them was from Denver and I recounted my time there when we had visited for Red Rocks Shpongle concert in 2019.

That's when their faces lit up and we saw them smile for the first time. One of them was a shpongloid and he felt relief to meet one of his own on that strange island full of strangers.

We hugged and shared more on the music, their journey and how language can divide but music connects people beyond borders kind of stuff briefly.

We shared the boat ride and when we bid goodbyes, we asked them to "Stay Shpongled". It was our language of hope and care. And that you are not alone.

That's the power of community and music that binds all of us in some way. I'll forever be grateful to the people who introduced me to Shpongle music and how it has changed our course of life and our perception of every moment.

Shpongled forever.