At Kripalu yoga retreat center in the Berkshires for my birthday, I wandered outside onto the lawn at dusk. A deep desire to move was called forth in me by the wooden flute music coming from a seated figure across the way. So I danced on the lawn to the call of the flute.
Later I danced to:
Along the River by Keith Bear, from the album Tribal Winds: Native American Flute Music
and finished off with a song that’s becoming a regular for me for shaking off the emotional junk:
Amajiro, Master Drummers of the Dagbon, Volume 1
Music calls to our soul – flute especially. What’s being called from your soul to be expressed in this lifetime? What will it take for you to answer that call? Comment below.
