O R A C L E - Deep Ethereal Meditation Music - Healing Soundscape for Inner Peace

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Hello, my friends... I'm excited to introduce O R A C L E, a deep meditation soundscape crafted to help you clear your mind and enter a trance-like state of relaxation. This immersive journey blends rich, grounding bass tones with calming atmospheres, creating the perfect space for meditation, study, sleep, or mental cleansing. Allow the deep, resonant frequencies to guide you into a place of stillness and peace.
Let the sound wash over you as you slip into a deeper state of consciousness, and feel free to share your thoughts in the comments. I hope you enjoy this transformative experience. ~ ⌾rlando ♡ ∞
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@etherealodysseymusic 2 ай бұрын

Story Time: The wind howled through the craggy peaks of Mount Yrutha, a swirling mist clinging to the rocks like forgotten whispers. For centuries, the women of Taelon had braved these treacherous heights in search of their spirit guardian, a ritual woven deep into the fabric of their culture. Every woman, upon turning twenty-two, was sent into the mountains alone for seven days, tasked with discovering her guardian-a being hidden in the rocky crevices, its form always a meditative head carved into the mountainside. The guardian’s blessing was a source of power, an unspoken bond between the woman and the mystical forces that shaped the land. For many, it was simply survival. But for a chosen few, it was much more. Seren Alura stood at the base of a steep ridge, the mist so thick it blurred the jagged horizon, casting everything in a muted, ethereal light. Her breath came in slow, deliberate bursts, the cool air filling her lungs as she gazed upward. It was the sixth day of her search, and she had yet to see a sign. Six days of walking, climbing, and stumbling across uneven terrain. Her boots were worn, her fingers cracked from the cold, but her spirit remained resolute. She was the daughter of one of the elder women, a position that came with both honor and expectation. She could not return empty-handed. Failure was unthinkable. The path grew narrow, and the stones underfoot were slick with damp moss. The mountains were alive here; she could feel their presence in the subtle tremors beneath her feet, in the way the mist curled and danced as though it had a mind of its own. She knew, as all Taelon women did, that the mountains had their own spirits, that they had watched over their people for millennia, protecting them from the dangers that lurked beyond. To be without a guardian was to be unprepared for life in this harsh world. Seren's mind wandered as she pressed on, the sound of her footsteps swallowed by the mountain's silence. She thought of her ancestors, of the women who had walked this path before her, of her mother, who had been granted a modest guardian, one whose presence helped her in simple ways: finding fresh water, guiding her through the wilderness. But Seren's aspirations were higher. She longed for something greater, something powerful that would set her apart. It was then, through the thick veil of mist, that she saw it. At first, it was only a faint shimmer of yellow, so faint she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her. But as she drew closer, the shimmering grew more vivid, and the mist seemed to part, revealing a hidden alcove in the mountainside. Her breath caught in her throat. There, nestled between two jagged cliffs, was a colossal head carved into the stone. Its eyes were closed, its expression serene, as if it were meditating on some cosmic truth that no mortal could comprehend. The stone was not gray like the rest of the mountain but an iridescent yellow, glowing faintly against the backdrop of the mist. A soft hum seemed to emanate from the figure, a frequency so low it was barely perceptible, yet it resonated through her bones. Seren stepped closer, her heart pounding. She could feel the power of the statue, a deep, thrumming energy that pulsed with each step she took. The guardian was waiting. As she approached, the air around her changed. Yellow dust began to swirl, rising from the ground in delicate spirals. Her plain brown gown, weathered from the journey, shimmered as if touched by invisible hands. Slowly, it began to change color, the fabric morphing from dull earth tones to a brilliant, golden yellow. The transformation was seamless, as if the gown had always been this way, as if it were merely awakening to its true form. Seren’s fingers brushed against the newly transformed fabric, and she knew-she had been chosen. The stone head spoke, though not with words. It spoke directly to her mind, the voice clear, calm, and wise. You are the healer, it said. Your people have suffered, and the time has come for restoration. Through you, they will find balance. Through you, they will know peace. Images flooded her mind-visions of herbs and plants with healing properties, of ancient rituals passed down through the ages, of the wounded and the sick being restored to health. The knowledge poured into her like water into an empty vessel, and she understood her purpose. She was not only a healer of bodies but of hearts and minds. The guardian had granted her the wisdom to mend what was broken, to bring wholeness where there was division. The yellow dust continued to swirl around her as if celebrating the bond that had been forged. The stone head seemed to watch her, though its eyes remained closed, its face forever tranquil. She stood before it, bathed in golden light, and for the first time in her life, Seren felt complete. She had found her spirit guardian. The next morning, Seren descended from the mountains, the mist still clinging to her like a second skin. As she neared the outskirts of the settlement, the villagers gathered, their eyes wide with awe. They saw her gown, now the color of the sun at dawn, and they knew. The elders exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of wonder and reverence. “It has been fifty years,” one of them murmured. “The Oracle has chosen.” Seren stood tall, her heart swelling with a quiet pride. She had returned, not just as Seren Alura, the daughter of an elder, but as Seren Alura, the Healer of Taelon, blessed by the ancient forces of the mountain. The people bowed their heads as she passed, a silent acknowledgment of the power she now carried. But as she looked out over her village, as the yellow dust from the mountains still clung faintly to her skin, Seren could not help but wonder. What had the guardian meant by balance? What did it mean to be a healer in a world where greed and darkness spread like a poison? The weight of her newfound power settled upon her shoulders, and for the first time, she understood that healing was not just a gift-it was a burden. The mountains had given her the strength to heal, but could she heal everything that was broken in her people? The answer, like the mist that constantly shrouded the peaks, remained elusive, hidden just beyond her reach. As the sun began to set, casting the village in the warm hues of evening, Seren stood alone, gazing back toward the craggy heights of Mount Yrutha. And somewhere, in the distance, the ancient guardian watched over her still.

@ascendinguniversalbutterfly 2 ай бұрын

Ordinary, yet in a fleeting recognition extraordinary, Reaping the downloadable precious material, A determined young lady, met the challenge with fortitude, Centring into her swirling emotions, the crown of the “chosen one," Lingering in her footsteps, an invisible boulder of responsibility, attaching energetically as an entity, Engaging with this awakening experience, the syringe of doubts still prevailed.

@etherealodysseymusic 2 ай бұрын

Stunning

@FocusSoundscapesMusic 2 ай бұрын

Mysticism mixed with the rustic and ancient east. Fascinating

@etherealodysseymusic 2 ай бұрын

@olajhon3709 2 ай бұрын

Când persistă sentimentul unui ideal înalt, surprindem in momente și ocazii sensul și scopul imaginat !

@etherealodysseymusic 2 ай бұрын

@gregoryscott. 2 ай бұрын

This creation definitely does strike a deep chord and resonates within bringing a wonderous calm and inner peace, generating a tranquil state of being. You and your distinctive creations are truly amazing and flourishing with each succeeding composition, Orlando. 😊🙏😊

@etherealodysseymusic 2 ай бұрын

Thank you once again my friend, I hope this composition can bring some calmness to your day

@EternalStillnessMusic 2 ай бұрын

And the song just came out around midnight the realm of peace and silence. Very chill.💖💖💖

@etherealodysseymusic 2 ай бұрын

Thank you my friend : - )

@jeros2911 2 ай бұрын

This one feels more unique than the others. Well done for spicing it up a bit and trying something new Orlando, good job! 👏❤

@etherealodysseymusic 2 ай бұрын

Definitely good to switch it up once in a while : - ) thank you again

@ascendinguniversalbutterfly 2 ай бұрын

STUNNING!!!! My friend 👏👏😍💚🕊

@etherealodysseymusic 2 ай бұрын

@philpell9002 2 ай бұрын

Absolute bliss!

@etherealodysseymusic 2 ай бұрын

: - ) glad you think so

@nailahbellinger3302 Ай бұрын

Amazing flow. 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

@etherealodysseymusic Ай бұрын

Thank you my friend

@gewinaaa 2 ай бұрын

Delivered! Again!

@Tony-z6j 2 ай бұрын

Thank You!

@etherealodysseymusic Ай бұрын

It’s my pleasure !

@etherealodysseymusic 2 ай бұрын

I hope you're enjoying this one, your presence and support means a lot : - ) You can support in the following ways: ∞ Download my artwork: orlandoorsen.gumroad.com/ ∞ Send a much appreciated Tip - ko-fi.com/orlandoorsen ∞ Become a channel member - kzbin.info/door/heV4WZ9HmCPHHyGDhsmkggjoin ∞ Like + Subscribe to my channel - www.youtube.com/@etherealodysseymusic?sub_confirmation=1 ~ ⌾rlando ♡ ∞