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Ane Brun - Big In Japan (Deeper Soul Perspective)

Hekske (the little witch) and Falke (the 10-year old witch apprentice) finally arrived in Iceland, after a long, windy and icy flight over the North Atlantic Ocean. After touching down near the coast, the witches got a warm welcome by 3 Eldnorns (Icelandic fire witches) who had been waiting for them in the desolate landscape of solidified lava. Hekske and Falke were soaked to the bone and shivering from the cold, so they were absolutely overjoyed when the Eldnorns showed them the way to a hot spring. They all slipped out of their frozen dresses and waded into the hot water. Hekske immediately felt her frozen feet warm up, followed by her undercooled lower legs, then her thighs before dipping her whole body into the hot water. The heat came from all directions and gradually penetrated into the deepest parts of her body and soul. She opened her eyes, and saw that Falke had closed her eyes and had a blissful smile on her face. They stayed in the water for a really long time, until they heard a rumbling sound in the distance while the earth started to shake. The girls got a bit worried and looked over the edge of the natural pool. They just couldn’t believe their eyes. In the valley below, the earth had split open and magma spewed into the air. This was the first time they had ever witnessed a real volcanic eruption. To their bewilderment, a fissure of several kilometers long opened up in a matter of minutes and lava was flowing in all directions. Despite being over half a mile away from the fissure, they could feel the heat on their cheeks. The whole horizon seemed to be on fire, lighting up the 20-hour long Icelandic night of the winter solstice. The witches watched this spectacle for hours, until the Eldnorn witches summoned them out of the hot water. They had brought 2 traditional Eldnorn dresses for Hekske and Falke, immaculately white with orange flames at the bottom. The eldest with gave them a small vial while singing an age-old mystic song. She explained that these vials contain fairy drops. Each witch took one vial, and then the eldest Eldnorn gave a sign and soared into the air. All witches followed her and gently floated towards the volcano. Despite flying over 300 meters high, Hekske felt the heat scorch her skin and long hair while flying over the lava flow, and she was awestruck by the surreal raw beauty of the volcano, which stretched along a massive fissure of over 2 miles long. There was a menacing rumble coming from all directions. It seemed to come from the deepest depths of mother earth. The Eldnorn witches opened their vial and let a few droplets fall into the fissure, which immediately reacted by spewing lava almost 100 yards into the air. Then also Hekske and Falke opened their vial and let a few drops fall into the livid lava, which exploded violently after the first contact with the fairy pearls. The witches continued spraying fairy drops into the volcano for over an hour, causing countless fountains of lava. And after spraying the last drop into the lava cauldron, the volcano suddenly calmed down. The explosions had stopped and now the lava flowed gently out of the fissure, making the night sky bathe in a pleasant orange glow while emitting just a soft crackling sound. The witches looked at each other and smiled. They had succeeded to satisfy and calm down the monster volcano.
At daybreak (which is at 11 am during the winter solstice) the Eldnorn witches gave a goodbye hug to Hekske and Falke. The eldest witch had a vision and told them they would be flying towards Ometepe, a lush green island with twin volcanoes in the middle of Lake Cocibolca, with its colorful flowers, hummingbirds and butterflies. Hekske and Falke couldn’t wait to visit this stunning jungle island, and eagerly took off in Southwestern direction, heading straight towards Ometepe Island …

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Witchtape #161 | Guest Wizz : SIRU

It was mid-January in the witch’s forest, and after the floods came the sudden cold. It was freezing day and night, and the nymph’s pond was covered with ice. And after the first snowstorm since 3 years, the whole forest was covered with an immaculately white carpet of snow. Everything had gone silent.
But the next day, the sun was finally shining and despite the subzero temperatures, Hekske (the little witch) and Falke (the 10-year old witch apprentice) decided to take a dive in the nymph’s pond. While making as little noise as possible, they broke the ice and waded into the crystal clear water. Despite the cold, the water felt as pleasant and revitalizing as ever.
Meanwhile, Lalita (the Asian nymph) was already preparing a delicate massage oil in her little cauldron using spices from her home country of Sri Lanka.  She had prepared the oil according to an old ayurvedic recipe which had been passed on from nymph to nymph for over 2500 years.
By the time the massage oil was ready and had cooled down to the ideal temperature, the witches had finished their bath and Hekske lied down on her belly on a comfortable soft bed of moss, waiting for what was about to come.
Given the freezing temperatures, Lalita didn’t waste much time and poured the first few drops of the warm ayurvedic oil on the little witch’s legs, after which she gently rubbed the oil into her soft skin, while the sophisticated scent of cinnamon and cardamom spread through the forest.  The massage oil quickly warmed up her feet and legs, until her whole body was glowing while her mind slowly drifted away in a state of deep relaxation. 
Strangely, the air on her skin gradually changed from ice-cold to tropically hot. And the quiet winter forest was suddenly lush and green and bustling with life. The little witch listened to a spellbinding concert of unknown song birds, like the yigüirro and the quetzal. And in the distance she heard the calming sound of the Nauyaca Waterfall. This place felt like a true garden of Eden.
Meanwhile the massage was still going on, deeper and more soothing than ever. While still keeping her eyes closed, Hekske was trying to figure out who was massaging her now. She tuned in to the energy field of the man who was giving her the massage. Never before had she felt so many different layers of energy, each layer deeper and more sophisticated than the previous one. Finally she connected with the purest energy she had ever felt, while her whole body and soul drifted towards complete ecstasy. This massage touched her to the deepest part of her soul …

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Photo credits : Ondrej Prosicky

Witchtape #163 | Guest Wizz : Josy5

It was February and nature was slowly awakening for the spring. Hekske (the little witch) and Falke (the 10-year old witch apprentice) were making their daily inspection round of the forest, when a beech tree drew their attention. It was one of these trees which was being embraced by an ivy creeper. Hekske and Falke tuned in to the trees, which – as always - was a long process and it took over 2,5 hours. Then they got the message. So far, both the beech tree and the ivy enjoyed their close cohabitation, but now the tree was complaining that he was getting kinda suffocated by the creeper. After taking the request, Hekske asked permission from the ivy tree to do some emergency pruning. The creeper was very sorry for the discomfort and agreed to get pruned in order to help her friend. Falke ran to the central clearing and returned with a cheeky grin and with the pruning shears which a ranger had left behind a couple of years ago (actually, the very last ranger who had tried to enter the witch’s forest). The girls chuckled when they remembered how much fun it had been to chase the hapless ranger out of their forest. 
Hekske took the pruning scissors and cautiously started to cut into the beautiful ivy tree. She smiled when she found an empty nest with a perfect shape. This was clearly the nest of the dunnocks who managed to raise 3 chicks last summer. Then the little witch pruned the creeper close to the ground … where she saw something unusual, which she had never noticed before. Her heart skipped a beat when she realized it was a stone statue. At first it wasn’t clear how this statue looked like, but gradually – after chipping away some more leaves - it became clear that it was a statue of an angel … and strangely it appeared to be glowing softly. The witches had never seen such a thing and got very curious. Falke lovingly caressed the stone statue, and to her surprise it didn’t feel cold at all. On the contrary, it was very pleasant to touch. It felt like a living thing and after a few more caresses the statue started to emit a pulsating light, just like a heartbeat. Hekske and Falke watched this bewildering spectacle with great eyes, and were curious to find out what would happen next …


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Witchtape #165 | Guest Witch : Hedera

That day, Hekske (the little witch) got a rude awakening well before dawn when a snow flake landed straight on her face, while the wind was howling through the dark forest.  Falke (the 10 year-old witch apprentice) had once again snuggled under the moss blanket of the witch to keep warm and dry.  The winter had been mild up to then, but on that day the harsh winter weather had finally arrived. The outdoors life of a witch is full of beautiful and rewarding moments, but on mornings like these, even the toughest witch can sometimes be yearning for a warmer and drier place.
A little later, both girls were sipping from a warm cup of herbal tea and their morning mood brightened up considerably when they realized it was the new moon day, which meant it was the day of their monthly trip outside the witch’s forest.  They waited for the rain and wind to abate a bit, after which they took off and headed towards the east.  They had no idea where they were going to and were just following their inner compass.  It was a pretty easy flight with the girls benefiting from the strong tail wind and one hour later they reached Limburg, the easternmost province of Flanders with its breathtaking landscapes of orchards and lush forests. Today the place was even more beautiful than ever with its cover of immaculately white snow. After a while, the witches saw a girl waving at them from a heath field below them. As the girl was wearing a long white dress and walking barefoot, she was obviously a witch. Hekske and Falke touched down gently, where they got a warm welcome by the girl and her guard wolf. The girl was very young, but her long red hair and mesmerizing green eyes showed that she already was a powerful witch. After a long and tearful welcome hug with the witch, Hekske and Falke cuddled and hugged the wolf. The warm and fluffy feeling of a wolf is one of the most wonderful feelings a witch can get. 
This was a very special day for the girl as it was the very first time that she met other witches. They decided to go for a walk in the snow-covered heath field, which was dotted by several small meres (shallow ponds). The wolf was in a frisky mood and was playing in the snow all the time. The young witch explained that the wolf had left his pack to take care of her when she was still a child. Wolves are known to be the most faithful and trustworthy companions for witches. The bond between the wolf and witch was obviously very deep and soul-touching. 
Normally witches do a lot of mystic ceremonies, but on that day they decided just to have some fun and walk around this spellbinding winterscape. And at the end of the day, they gave a last hug to each other (including a fluffy hug to the wolf) and promised to visit them again next spring, when the heath will be in full bloom …

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Photo credits : Ironika (Irina Alexandrovna)

Witchtape #183 | Guest Wizz : ∆ N D ∆ R ∆

For Murphy …my one and only love ❤️

Gidge - Fell in love (Andara’s  Interpretation of Love )

What a beautiful story and lesson behind this set ...I originally deleted it earlier today as I was not happy with many aspects of it...
the timing of the mixes, sound quality and tempo felt off to me.

I received two very beautiful messages soon after I deleted it...the first from Freddy H cabrerra ...an artist who made me realise we as artists overthink our work sometimes and are our harshest critics.....
and second @larsnik who told the story of his girlfriend who was in an accident last night on her Harley with moose in Norway.She luckily escaped , they celebrated life to the set and a bath with wine n( I melt)

So in honour of life and the lessons of love it gives, I re-mixed the set with all lessons learnt and dedicate this to @larsnik and his other half .....and @freddy-h-cabrera-495832686 and to life ,love and peace ♡

★ Λ Ν D Λ R Λ ‘s ★ Opulent Chill ★ Re-Presents III Satya.सत्य★

Looking for light in the Gloom …through a shadow that holds my hand ….from scars come stars ….✨

Sketch 01 - A Portrait of Pain By Andara

Bona Fide, Niko Schwind & Felix Raphael - Circles of Love (Andara Edit)

Archive x Kiasmos - Day That you Go (Andara's Tears For Murphy Vocal Edit)

Christian Löffler - Pigment (Pigment Of love vocal edit)

Lose My Way

OVER 1’800 PLAYLISTS OF ELECTRONIIC  MUSIC SETS FROM UNDERGROUND ARTISTS (PODCAST - LIVE - LIVE ACT …)

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PLUS DE 1'800 PLAYLISTS DE SETS DE MUSIQUE ÉLECTRONIQUE D'ARTISTES UNDERGROUND 
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( Techno - Tech House - Drum’n’Bass - Jungle - Minimal - Deep Minimal - Slow Tech - Slow House - Deep House - Organic House - Melodic House - Midtempo - Downtempo  - Beatmakers - Hip-Hop - Rap - Abstract - Lo-Fi -Boom  Bap … )

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🎶 MUSIC IS LIFE 🎶 ❤️ LOVE IS ALL❤️
✨🎶  mathi / Mathias  🎶✨
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Sans la musique, la vie serait une erreur, une besogne 
éreintante, un exil.

Friedrich Nietzsche

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Without music, life would be a mistake, a task Exhausting, an exile.

Friedrich Nietzsche

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