Story Time: The Great Pine Basin stretched endlessly in every direction, a wilderness untamed by time. Towering pines rose like cathedral spires, their needles forming dense canopies that filtered the sunlight into fragmented, emerald shards. A damp, resinous scent lingered in the air, mixing with the cool, earthy breath of the forest floor. Beneath the trees, moss blanketed everything, a living carpet glowing green even in the shadows. Animals moved unseen through the undergrowth, their rustling a subtle counterpoint to the faint murmur of water lapping at unseen shores. In the heart of this primordial expanse lay Lake Naquoma, the largest body of freshwater on the continent, its mirrored surface a reflection of the sky and trees. The lake was a sacred place, not for its size or beauty, but for what it held at its center. Rising from its still, glassy waters were five colossal stone heads, their faces chiseled with expressions of profound wisdom and serenity. Each head stood as tall as the pines themselves, their features weathered by centuries of wind and rain, yet unmistakably human. The heads belonged to the Healers of Naquoma, ancestral spirits believed to guard the balance of the land. The people of the surrounding forests whispered their names with reverence: Amuna, the leader, whose face bore a commanding calm, was the spirit of unity and regrowth. It was said that her presence kept the forest alive and thriving, guiding the cycles of decay and renewal. Kila, the Purifier, was etched with a stern gaze. Her domain was the cleansing of curses, the banishment of sickness from both the land and the soul. Tumaq, the Listener, had features softened by compassion. He was the intermediary between the living and the spirits, aiding those who sought clarity and solace. Esha, the Keeper of Dreams, bore a faint, enigmatic smile. She was the guardian of the subconscious, known to grant visions to seekers who ventured to the lake at night. Wanoah, the Healer of Wounds, had the stern visage of a warrior. It was said his strength could mend even the deepest injuries, physical or otherwise. The lake was more than a landmark; it was a living sanctuary. Around its edges, the forest grew in vibrant abundance, as though nourished by the very presence of the healers. Flowers bloomed even in the dead of winter, and animals flocked here during harsh seasons, sensing the sanctuary’s unyielding vitality. Those who approached the lake came in silence, for it was said that the healers spoke only in whispers carried by the wind. The water surrounding the stone heads was impossibly clear, revealing a bed of smooth, white stones far below. Each ripple seemed deliberate, as though stirred by unseen hands. Legends told of how the healers had come to be. Long before the pines blanketed the land, the ancestors of this place were said to have faced an era of unending blight. Crops withered, animals vanished, and the land turned brittle underfoot. In their desperation, the people pleaded with the spirits of the earth to save them. From this plea arose the five healers, their spirits manifesting in human form. For years, they wandered the land, restoring its health, teaching the people to live in harmony with nature. When their mortal lives came to an end, they chose to remain as eternal guardians of the forest, their spirits bound to the stone heads rising from the lake’s depths. Pilgrims came from far and wide to see the Circle of the Ancestors, the name given to the formation of the five heads. They came not with demands but with offerings - woven baskets of herbs, carved talismans, songs sung in the old tongue. Each pilgrim knelt at the water's edge, seeking the guidance of the healer whose domain resonated most with their plight. The air around the lake was thick with something unseen, an energy that made the hair on one’s arms stand on end. Some described it as a soft hum, others a deep, almost imperceptible vibration. Those who stayed long enough often experienced vivid dreams, images of the healers walking through the forest, their voices clear yet unintelligible. Though the lake seemed serene, it was said to react to imbalance. When disharmony struck the forest - a sickness spreading among the animals, a reckless logging of sacred trees - the water would darken, its once-crystalline depths clouding with shadows. Storms would form without warning, and the wind would howl with the fury of the ancestors. The people learned quickly to heed these signs, to respect the balance the healers protected. The Circle of the Ancestors was not merely a monument; it was a testament to the profound interconnectedness of life in the Great Pine Basin. The people of the forest lived with the knowledge that every action, every choice, reverberated through the land, the water, and even the stone. To visit the lake was to be reminded of this fragile web, to feel humbled by the enduring presence of the healers who watched over it all. And always, above the lake, the pines swayed gently, as though bowing in eternal reverence to the guardians of the land.
Thank you for your work, your music brings me a very good energy. This music feels so comforting. Listening to it, I can clearly sense being surrounded by a field of positive energy, as if a waterfall of good energy is cleansing my mind and body. It feels like being bathed in soothing energy, which deeply calms my nervous system. Such an incredibly relaxing experience. I hope you can create more music like this-healthy, uplifting, and soothing for the nervous system-to benefit humanity.
This marvelous creation significantly varies from your usual style. Much more harmonic and melodious, with more emotional depth. Personally, I prefer this artistic form, sounds more polished and aesthetically richer, capturing more of the musical spectrum. You are certainly off to a grand start in this new year, Orlando. 🙏😊🙏
Your channel is a beacon of serenity and calm in a world filled with noise and distraction, providing a safe harbor for those in need of solace and peace.
It doesn't matter where we are from. It doesn't matter what religion we follow, what language we speak, or what country we are from. What matters is feeling the music's essence and if millions of people like you feel the same way, then the music has achieved its purpose. To everyone who is listening to this music right now and thinking about their past, feeling sad, happy, nostalgic, hopeful, crying, thinking, laughing, and looking towards the future with optimism, I send my greetings. With love from Turkey.
I hope you're enjoying this one, your presence and support means a lot : - ) You can support in the following ways: ∞ Download my music & artwork: orlandoorsen.gumroad.com/ ∞ Send a much appreciated Tip - ko-fi.com/orlandoorsen ∞ Become a member - ua-cam.com/channels/heV4WZ9HmCPHHyGDhsmkgg.htmljoin ∞ Like + Subscribe to my channel - www.youtube.com/@etherealodysseymusic?sub_confirmation=1 ~ ⌾rlando ♡ ∞
Thank you my friend, that means a lot! Software wise I’m using Ableton and sometimes Logic Pro. Using waves, sound toys, Valhalla verbs, omnisphere, arturia pigments and cs80, Tal uno and a few others … Hardware (not much these days) - Korg ms20, Yamaha CS, Yamaha DX7, Roland D50, Yamaha Fb01 (love this stupid little thing). Not many pedals besides a Microcosm. Hope that helps! Lando
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Story Time:
The Great Pine Basin stretched endlessly in every direction, a wilderness untamed by time. Towering pines rose like cathedral spires, their needles forming dense canopies that filtered the sunlight into fragmented, emerald shards. A damp, resinous scent lingered in the air, mixing with the cool, earthy breath of the forest floor. Beneath the trees, moss blanketed everything, a living carpet glowing green even in the shadows. Animals moved unseen through the undergrowth, their rustling a subtle counterpoint to the faint murmur of water lapping at unseen shores.
In the heart of this primordial expanse lay Lake Naquoma, the largest body of freshwater on the continent, its mirrored surface a reflection of the sky and trees. The lake was a sacred place, not for its size or beauty, but for what it held at its center. Rising from its still, glassy waters were five colossal stone heads, their faces chiseled with expressions of profound wisdom and serenity. Each head stood as tall as the pines themselves, their features weathered by centuries of wind and rain, yet unmistakably human.
The heads belonged to the Healers of Naquoma, ancestral spirits believed to guard the balance of the land. The people of the surrounding forests whispered their names with reverence:
Amuna, the leader, whose face bore a commanding calm, was the spirit of unity and regrowth. It was said that her presence kept the forest alive and thriving, guiding the cycles of decay and renewal.
Kila, the Purifier, was etched with a stern gaze. Her domain was the cleansing of curses, the banishment of sickness from both the land and the soul.
Tumaq, the Listener, had features softened by compassion. He was the intermediary between the living and the spirits, aiding those who sought clarity and solace.
Esha, the Keeper of Dreams, bore a faint, enigmatic smile. She was the guardian of the subconscious, known to grant visions to seekers who ventured to the lake at night.
Wanoah, the Healer of Wounds, had the stern visage of a warrior. It was said his strength could mend even the deepest injuries, physical or otherwise.
The lake was more than a landmark; it was a living sanctuary. Around its edges, the forest grew in vibrant abundance, as though nourished by the very presence of the healers. Flowers bloomed even in the dead of winter, and animals flocked here during harsh seasons, sensing the sanctuary’s unyielding vitality.
Those who approached the lake came in silence, for it was said that the healers spoke only in whispers carried by the wind. The water surrounding the stone heads was impossibly clear, revealing a bed of smooth, white stones far below. Each ripple seemed deliberate, as though stirred by unseen hands.
Legends told of how the healers had come to be. Long before the pines blanketed the land, the ancestors of this place were said to have faced an era of unending blight. Crops withered, animals vanished, and the land turned brittle underfoot. In their desperation, the people pleaded with the spirits of the earth to save them. From this plea arose the five healers, their spirits manifesting in human form. For years, they wandered the land, restoring its health, teaching the people to live in harmony with nature. When their mortal lives came to an end, they chose to remain as eternal guardians of the forest, their spirits bound to the stone heads rising from the lake’s depths.
Pilgrims came from far and wide to see the Circle of the Ancestors, the name given to the formation of the five heads. They came not with demands but with offerings - woven baskets of herbs, carved talismans, songs sung in the old tongue. Each pilgrim knelt at the water's edge, seeking the guidance of the healer whose domain resonated most with their plight.
The air around the lake was thick with something unseen, an energy that made the hair on one’s arms stand on end. Some described it as a soft hum, others a deep, almost imperceptible vibration. Those who stayed long enough often experienced vivid dreams, images of the healers walking through the forest, their voices clear yet unintelligible.
Though the lake seemed serene, it was said to react to imbalance. When disharmony struck the forest - a sickness spreading among the animals, a reckless logging of sacred trees - the water would darken, its once-crystalline depths clouding with shadows. Storms would form without warning, and the wind would howl with the fury of the ancestors. The people learned quickly to heed these signs, to respect the balance the healers protected.
The Circle of the Ancestors was not merely a monument; it was a testament to the profound interconnectedness of life in the Great Pine Basin. The people of the forest lived with the knowledge that every action, every choice, reverberated through the land, the water, and even the stone. To visit the lake was to be reminded of this fragile web, to feel humbled by the enduring presence of the healers who watched over it all.
And always, above the lake, the pines swayed gently, as though bowing in eternal reverence to the guardians of the land.
Thank you for your work, your music brings me a very good energy. This music feels so comforting. Listening to it, I can clearly sense being surrounded by a field of positive energy, as if a waterfall of good energy is cleansing my mind and body. It feels like being bathed in soothing energy, which deeply calms my nervous system. Such an incredibly relaxing experience. I hope you can create more music like this-healthy, uplifting, and soothing for the nervous system-to benefit humanity.
This marvelous creation significantly varies from your usual style. Much more harmonic and melodious, with more emotional depth. Personally, I prefer this artistic form, sounds more polished and aesthetically richer, capturing more of the musical spectrum. You are certainly off to a grand start in this new year, Orlando. 🙏😊🙏
thanks my friend, I had some extra time to experiment over the holidays : - )
Your channel is a beacon of serenity and calm in a world filled with noise and distraction, providing a safe harbor for those in need of solace and peace.
Breathtakingly Beautiful Soundscape!!!!
Thank you
--love from India
Much love my friend, from London!
🛎️🛎️woah🛎️🛎️
Señor que perfecta es tu creación, gracias por tus bendiciones y por escuchar siempre mis anhelos, Gloria al Padre al Hijo y al Espiritu Santo
Magnifique !
Merci : - )
This takes me to far away lands of peace and joy. Thank you
It’s my pleasure, glad you enjoyed my friend
"The subtle harmonies in the background are everything. Thanks for sharing
So nice to know that you appreciate the finer details : - ) thank you my friend.
C'est vraiment très doux à entendre 🥰
Merci pour le partage de cet interlude musical 🎧
Passez une excellente soirée 💕☕💕
merci, pareil pour toi
Beautiful and calming as always 🤍💚 I needed this today. Thank you friend.
My friend… thank you for listening
The best headphones and your art are such a powerful package. It is quality time. Again.
Thank you my friend. It’s definitely the way I’d hope people would experience the music. : - ) Which headphones are you using ?
Sony WH-1000XM5
@@gewinaaa awesome, I have the same ones : - )
I told you. Family. 😊
I'm using WXM4@@gewinaaa
peaceful as ever
Glad you think so
A much more needed healing ailment for tonight.
Enjoy, my friend : - )
This is my favourtie. Women voices and mistical/emotionally deep background. Perfect for healing mushroom trip, thank you !
Thank you for your words my friend , enjoy 🍄
MUCH LOVE 💞 PEACE ✌& NAMASTE 🙏
Same to you, my friend
A lovely start to the new year, thank you, Orlando! 🙌🙌
Glad you think so! Happy New Year : - )
I would have to rate the music on this one as number one! It is very soothing and calming! 🎉
Love to hear that, thank you : - )
It doesn't matter where we are from. It doesn't matter what religion we follow, what language we speak, or what country we are from. What matters is feeling the music's essence and if millions of people like you feel the same way, then the music has achieved its purpose. To everyone who is listening to this music right now and thinking about their past, feeling sad, happy, nostalgic, hopeful, crying, thinking, laughing, and looking towards the future with optimism, I send my greetings. With love from Turkey.
That was absolutely amazing! I really dig new, thick rich bass and new voice samples. Panorama is also very noticeble and interesting
Thank you my friend that means a lot. I had some time to experiment over the holidays !
Happy New Year 🎉 and thank you ❤
Happy New Year : - )
Amazing soundscape! 👍
Thank you my friend… glad you are enjoying it
Such a Beauty!!!!!
: - )
takes me to another place
So glad I recently discovered your beautiful and healing channel ❤ I love your work
Thank you my friend, I’m lucky to have your support
Love all of this,Happy New Year!!!🙏🏻💚💚💚🙌🏻
Thank you , happy new year : - )
❤️❤️❤️🙏🙏🙏❤️
❤❤
I hope you're enjoying this one, your presence and support means a lot : - ) You can support in the following ways:
∞ Download my music & artwork: orlandoorsen.gumroad.com/
∞ Send a much appreciated Tip - ko-fi.com/orlandoorsen
∞ Become a member - ua-cam.com/channels/heV4WZ9HmCPHHyGDhsmkgg.htmljoin
∞ Like + Subscribe to my channel - www.youtube.com/@etherealodysseymusic?sub_confirmation=1
~ ⌾rlando ♡ ∞
❤
I absolutely love this music, I use your mixes during my reiki sessions 💖
I am curious what software you use to create these soundscapes? 🤔
Thank you my friend, that means a lot!
Software wise I’m using Ableton and sometimes Logic Pro. Using waves, sound toys, Valhalla verbs, omnisphere, arturia pigments and cs80, Tal uno and a few others …
Hardware (not much these days) - Korg ms20, Yamaha CS, Yamaha DX7, Roland D50, Yamaha Fb01 (love this stupid little thing). Not many pedals besides a Microcosm.
Hope that helps!
Lando
Holy Night is coming … 😴😴😴
Indeed : - )
🫶🦋👍sleeping good tonight
Sleep well : - )
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