You know, when it’s not ‘the season’, I usually write to his music playing softly in the background.
I feel closer to nature in the beauty of his notes and chords wafting all around me. His music feels like it is full of the beauty of the sun rising up out of the horizon and casting great swathes of colour across the sky as the blanket of darkness that has kept us safe in our dreams slips silently back into the envelope of night that will keep it safe all day long.
He awakens the magic and mystery, miracle and melancholy of the muse’s desires.
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So beautifully stated Louise. Thank you. Yes!
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Inspiring …. warm!! Nice to wake up to!!
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It is!
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That was lovely. Are you telling me that you managed to sit still for 15.43 minutes and listen?
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Of course, YOU would ask.
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Laughing
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beautiful
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Beautiful 💝 I love the Icelandic modern composers. Thanks Dave.
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So me too Val. Thank you.
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My God, David! This is a whole other level. I wasn’t expecting this! It pulled me like hands pull up a puppit on strings. The sunrise, the music, her voice, the lyrics.
Merry Christmas to you and your loved ones. Holding you all tight in my heart today.
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Great, right!?!?! Happy Holidays Sawsan, to you and your family, esp Purrsimmon.
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So beautiful! Thank you for sharing.
Purrsimmon says thank you, Sir!
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so beautiful Thank you dear Dave, Merry Christmas, Love, nia
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It is. Thank you Nia.
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I turned off all the lights
Only the stars and the Moon
Each one is You, you are all
The beautiful people of
The Earth…
Ahhhh…. Ólafur Arnalds.
You know, when it’s not ‘the season’, I usually write to his music playing softly in the background.
I feel closer to nature in the beauty of his notes and chords wafting all around me. His music feels like it is full of the beauty of the sun rising up out of the horizon and casting great swathes of colour across the sky as the blanket of darkness that has kept us safe in our dreams slips silently back into the envelope of night that will keep it safe all day long.
He awakens the magic and mystery, miracle and melancholy of the muse’s desires.
So beautifully stated Louise. Thank you. Yes!
Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
Inspiring …. warm!! Nice to wake up to!!
It is!
That was lovely. Are you telling me that you managed to sit still for 15.43 minutes and listen?
Of course, YOU would ask.
Laughing
beautiful
Beautiful 💝 I love the Icelandic modern composers. Thanks Dave.
So me too Val. Thank you.
My God, David! This is a whole other level. I wasn’t expecting this! It pulled me like hands pull up a puppit on strings. The sunrise, the music, her voice, the lyrics.
Merry Christmas to you and your loved ones. Holding you all tight in my heart today.
Great, right!?!?! Happy Holidays Sawsan, to you and your family, esp Purrsimmon.
So beautiful! Thank you for sharing.
Purrsimmon says thank you, Sir!
so beautiful Thank you dear Dave, Merry Christmas, Love, nia
It is. Thank you Nia.
I turned off all the lights
Only the stars and the Moon
Each one is You, you are all
The beautiful people of
The Earth…
Thank you.
Awww. So good.
To a better tomorrow. Always.
Yes. I’ll drink to that.
Happy holidays 🎄✨🌲🎄✨🌲💫😎
Happy Holidays to you too Karen!