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Can you trace the origin of the gust of wind dancing across you skin? When and where did it begin? And the drop of water falling from the heavens, to refresh your brow and nourish the ground? Ceaseless currents move us. Here and now is our home. Never is it closer, never further away. Already here, before your every thought. Your existence will outlive the mountains. Your being will reach beyond the sky, surround the faintest star. Know yourself, then forget yourself. Dance with the wind. Melt in every breath. – 'Elysia' is a new meditative album from me, available via my website (link in bio)