Okay, so I have been listening to Native American music to keep calm and.......soft. Something about the flute just does something to my soul. Seriously. So calm. So nostalgic.
So, I was bending and stretching with Yoga and was playing my Frostwire Native CD that I made many months ago. The flute came on and I just stopped. I had the feeling of driving through Colorado, Utah, Wyoming and Nevada....the beautiful rock formations. The absence of people. The absence of a job and work-related stress; vindictive tenants, two-faced supervisors and co-workers......my peace (for that moment) was eternal. It was the flute that had transfixed me.
The next day, I researched Spiritual Flutes, and bought one online. The flute came today. I thought I could just blow in the thing and make beautiful, meditative music. NOT. I have been practicing like I am preparing for a concert. I want to hear THAT sound; the sound that bought me peace. I'll get it.
