2 weeks ago in the garden there was still a sparseness to everything even though buds and blossoms were forming on branches.
There were noticeable gaps along the boundaries. I could still see into other people’s gardens.
There was an absence of daisies, dandelions, buttercups and wildflowers. Not anymore. The gaps have been filled. The garden is like a meadow and beautiful blue flowers which have been dropped by the birds in seed form now stand resplendent on the edges of the lawn.
Nature has arrived all at once and it’s beautiful to see.
It’s time for my early morning ritual of Indian Masala Chai spiced tea made in a teapot, with a dash of oat milk and savoured while this music is played.
I awoke early this morning and galvanised by my ‘new’ direction, which is returning to my first love – writing, thereby leaving musical creation to those who know what they are doing, namely my good friend Sharine and her husband, I set about charting in words my daily life, seen through this newfound filter of peace and equilibrium.
I walked into the garden, set up my field recording equipment, placing it in a prime location to capture some early morning sounds. This is the result:-
These are the sounds from an English suburb. Recorded Thursday 18th May 2023 at around 5 a.m. GMT. It contains an overhead plane, the sound of a passing motor vehicle, a distant train whistle and birdsong as well as birds flapping their wings.
This is the scene:-
The Eucalyptus Tree which stretches up to the sky just to the right of centre in the image was cut down because the roots were going under the house and risked causing subsidence. It has grown back just as vigorously. 2 years ago, it was a stump. Last year it stood just 8 feet high. They grow at an alarming rate and this image more than adequately charts the power of nature. Mother Earth at her finest.
I made myself a cup of Masala Chai tea and listened to some Indian Chill music on YouTube which can be found HERE. Track 2 (Mystiqal – Vugh Gardens) I especially love. I made the tea in a teapot and added a splash of oat milk. It was delicious. This is the tea I was drinking:-
I have always felt a strong pull to India. I at one time considered converting to Hinduism. I am not a joiner though and besides by becoming Hindu, I would be creating a sense of the Other. I recently discovered a spiritual path called Omnism, which views all religions as containing inherent truths. I’m an Omnist.
I discovered a great website called Aporee which details field recordings from all over the world. I have always been fascinated by the idea of hearing from people all over the world. ‘Ordinary’ people just like me. Not celebrity types. Just regular folk going about their lives.
As a child I would do this by listening to obscure radio stations courtesy of my Dad’s long-wave radio. The idea that all of these people were out there blew my mind. Largely unheard by the masses yet captured in a fleeting moment. A raindrop in the totality of an ocean but containing the essence of that entire great sea in that one tiny drop.
Anyhow, I hope all of you reading this have a great day today. Peace.
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