Behold the lights of carnival samsara!
The heart strays in diverse abundance,
Feedbacking into abstraction...
...stranded in remote isolation.
A rising storm whirls, a friend and a teacher.
Love observes with silent resilience...
...allow the dust to settle,
Fierce grace, clear confusion,
A pillow, a candle,
home within
a storm.

tracklist:

Anwesend Spring Morning (field recording)
Beautiful Chorus - Faith's Hymn
Monireh - Baha'i prayer 
Wanderwelle - Ancestral Guidance
Sounds of Isha - Mage Ubha Mangesh - An Ode to Shiva 
Michael Stearns - Monk with a bell,
Hamlet Gonashvili - Chela
Luis Paniagua - Mientras Vivas Brilla
Bobby Mcferrin - Grace
Tetê Espíndola - Ararinha Azul
Nicola Cruz - Okami (Peter Power Remix)
Lewis Snowfield - Moonlight Point
øjeRum - In The Fever Sun Of Winter Nights
Ramses - Earth People
Burt Bacharach - What The World Needs Now Is Love
Bjork - All Is Full Of Love

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home within a storm - Mix

Ecstatic life, music, nature, transcends

Experimenting with audio and visuals

Inspired by nature and sound forms from the world with tribal and organic elements. Breaking through perception about music and listening with gongs and their impactful frequencies

https://kymaticroots.com/

Expecting the unexpected range of frequencies such as...Bass...LOVE...Earth... There is magic in the waves... A.Magic echoing through time, space and universe... and finally. You and me. Us in vibration... Let's vibe! <3

Born on the island of Ireland, finding a home in the Pyrenees via Berlin and Bahia. Over the years, however diverse, peter's sound is immersed in a growing sensitivity of atmosphere. Finding perpetual inspiration in the massaging forces of nature. 

Cultivating sheer presence is at the heart of the process,

 Between ancestral echoes and contemporary waves. Shimmering ripples shake into life. A playful dance of atmospherical alchemy. 

Amidst the silence, a careful kindness.

Ever glowing...
The warm hum of
home.

I want to make a pilgrimage
back to our homeland
of sand, blood, and ripened figs.

To unearth the garden I planted in another life
the roots of which might still cling
to their moorings in the earth,
even after this long storm of upheaval.

I want to whisper your forbidden name
unto the ears of the warm winds
that my voice might ride the gusts unto you,
break upon your back, and cause you to look up
and think of me as we walk the long path
back to one another.
By L.M. Browning - Upon the Desert Wind

Voglio fare un pellegrinaggio
di nuovo nella nostra patria
di sabbia, sangue e fichi stagionati.

Per portare alla luce il giardino che ho piantato in un'altra vita
le cui radici potrebbero ancora aggrapparsi
ai loro ormeggi nella terra,
anche dopo questa lunga tempesta di sconvolgimenti.

Voglio sussurrare il tuo nome proibito
fino alle orecchie dei venti caldi
che la mia voce possa cavalcare le raffiche fino a te,
rompersi sulle tue spalle e farti alzare lo sguardo
e pensa a me mentre percorriamo il lungo sentiero
di nuovo l'uno all'altro.
L.M. Browning - Sul vento del deserto