Hmmmm. This was different. This had a feel of waiting to it. Maybe because I was waiting for the music to become a constant sound. I’m not complaining or criticizing, I loved this, but that was what I expected to happen (this to morph into a constant sound) and when each time it didn’t, I’d wait to see if it happened the next time. Funny though, there was the sound of, almost like a favorite vinyl record that has scratches on it, the needle hitting the scratches? That crackling sound? Not sure if it was intentional sounds, but they became my focal point (so I loved them). Then as the music came and went, it was like being on a slow swing. Back and forth. Like someone took me by the hand, trying to take me somewhere I wasn’t truly down with, so I was pulling back, a pull forward, me pulling back, a pull forward, me pulling back. This is when I thought the other sounds, sounded like gravel crunching under feet. Thanks for sharing. Thanks for allowing me to review my meditation. I love your art. Thanks for being. 💗🥰🙏🏻
