Deep Healing Music for Body and Soul-Rumi Poem Inspired Meditation-Eastern Winds
A little bit about this video. Some months ago Witek Kulczycki, a composer musician from Poland, now living here in Ireland contacted me. He asked me for permission to use my soundscapes during some meditation seasons he was planning. By way of introduction he sent me some samples of his music, one particularly meditative piece with drones and various mesmerising flutes stood out. I wanted to meet it's creator, so in late December we met up. He and his family were so welcoming, I instantly felt that I had made new friends. We chatted for many hours between mouthfuls of a most delicious Polish banquet, I loved their ideas for the meditation seasons they were planning and was delighted to offer my soundscapes to the project. As we sat in their kitchen, Witek played a number of his flutes and I knew as I drifted into a meditation, that you the viewer to my channel would also enjoy his work. I introduced to him to the idea of including some of his wonderful music in one of my videos. He loved the idea and over the following couple of weeks he composed this amazing meditative piece specifically for you. When I received the hour long composition in my inbox I was immediately hooked, I never tired of listening to it and decided to create a special video for it and for you. (You can purchase this version as a download here https://store.cdbaby.com/cd/witekkulczycki4) I felt an hour video just wasn’t going to be long enough for this incredible music. After thinking about it for some time I felt I would do something a little bit different and special for you. I have included over 40 different unique scenes from my collection to accompany his fantastic music meditation. Most of the nature scenes you will never have seen before. Each unique scene has it’s own natural soundscape augmenting the music. I asked Witek if he would like to write a piece for this description, below is his reply. There are different ways to meditate, different traditions, techniques, moods. Some feel like laying on a soft summer meadow, some like listening to morning rain, some like watching a stormy sea. All unique, but still parts - or stages - of the same process, constantly unfolding, disregarding borders provisionally demarcated only to match the limits of our practical language. Music, especially instrumental, drifts freely across all these plains with the cumbersome anchor of meaning swinging loose, or happily cut away altogether. The meditative state is commonly associated with blissful tranquility, a lightness which feels like hovering above the ground. But the process of getting there is a different story, especially the early attempts at meditation are often not like this at all. Looking deeply and honestly within oneself, allowing everything to surface as it comes, not suppressing or avoiding anything can be a very sobering experience, difficult, even painful. Serenity that may come much later, the fruit of the whole endeavour doesn’t come from thinking only happy thoughts, but rather from a compassionate permission you give yourself to fail over and over again, and feel whatever you feel in its entirety; from the acknowledgement that what comes is most of the time out of your control. The only thing you can control is your response to these unpredictable circumstances. Coming to terms with this realisation sounds to me like a worthy goal. Humming along with whatever surfaces, unplanned, unexpected is a great way to be - the natural way I love going back to. Playing my flutes in nature never fails to get me there, and the beauty of western Ireland, where I live, is even more accessible now to everyone thanks to Johnnie’s extraordinary dedication. I draw a huge inspiration from his videos, and this is my ‘thank you’. In this recording I am playing the Turkish Dilsiz Kaval, mostly using the Tuvan Shoor technique to mimic the sound of a Persian Ney. The sound that the Persian poet Rumi beautifully describes in the opening lines of his most famous book “Masnavi”. The reed flute is there not just a musical instrument, but a touching metaphor of the human condition. ---- Listen to the reed flute weeping as it sings of separation. Ever since they cut me from the reedbed men and women have cried with me. You, who know this pain of severance you will understand. Torn away from your beloved you’ll be longing to return. I’m always this way, in every company among the happy, and the grieving friends with all, yet none has learned the secret of my heart. Such veiled eyes, and ears can’t know it, though it’s right here in my cries intertwined like soul and body merged beyond perception. My song is fire, not mere wind. My form a lifeless shell without this love that sets aflame, and burns, this heat that makes the wine alive. You, who feel abandoned, let me break your hearts free from the veils. I’m your poison, and your cure, always here, your true companion on love’s dangerous ways.