Wind Spirits by Ingrid N

When the summer solstice approaches, light dances across the meadows like golden silk in the wind. The sun lingers at the highest point of its arc in the sky, as if wishing to embrace the world with warmth and hope. On this longest of all days, the earth whispers of ancient celebrations and quiet promises, while life blossoms in colors and scents. The shadows are short, the hearts are wide, and somewhere between day and dream, one senses the eternal promise of summer.

And while the summer solstice lays its golden veil over the land, the wind plays its eternal song. Sometimes it brushes gently, like a fleeting kiss, across the fields, carrying the scent of hay and wildflowers through the air. Then again, it dances exuberantly, whirling leaves and seeds aloft, as if it wanted to carry the joy of summer into every corner. In the treetops, it murmurs of distant lands; in the grasses, it whispers stories from times long past. Thus, the wind becomes the invisible companion of this radiant day - a messenger that carries the warmth of the sun and the promise of new beginnings within itself.

Made with love, dear friends.
Eavesdrop on the wind spirits with joy - joy is a powerful instrument of healing.


Live played gongs, field recordings, cover art and production
by Ingrid N

Ingrid Narval Faolán is a gong player.
She creates ambient music with gong sounds. These sound sculptures open your heart and alter your consciousness.
And.......
Solis Noctis,
her space for experiments.