One year ago


It was one year ago, on a snowy day very much like today.

Most would consider snow on the pines to be beautiful. Today, I feel only sadness. I miss Chris.

 They say time heals…

I’ve come to accept that which I cannot change…but there’s still a hole in my heart.

Click here for link to video clip.


4 responses

  1. Hello. I left a comment earlier, but I don’t think it went through. I wanted to tell you how pretty the song was that you played. The music seemed perfect for what you’ve been describing and for where you physically were.

    May I ask what instrument you were playing. Really haunting and lovely sound.


    Mt. Tamalpais, CA

    November 20, 2011 at 11:17 am

    • I’m not sure what happened to your other comment; it must’ve been removed by the wordpress anti-spam or something else happened. Sorry. Thank you for commenting again.

      I play the wooden Native American Flute- called the Siyotanka in Lakota. Such instruments are traditional among the indigenous people of North America and many other places. Not having written language, songs were passed down by elders. Music was also played sponataneously as a form of self-expression.

      I have played the Siyotanka for 20 years now… I still have that very first flute I built (with the help of my Dad) out of some wild bamboo found growing in a dark hollow in the Appalachians of Pennsylvania. My best friend, Chris was with me when I harvested the bamboo for that squeaky old flute.

      I have long since upgraded to much better tuned instruments made by flute-makers more skilled in the building of musical instruments than I. The flute I play in this video is a bass key of D out of walnut built by Tatanka Spirit Flutes only a few miles from my home in the Black Hills of western South Dakota. I have several other flutes ranging from a tiny A-minor to a double-flute in key of F# by Odell Borg of High Spirits Flutes Patagonia, AZ.

      I usually play in the 5-finger pentatonic style- it is the easiest to play when improvising- but I play other fingering styles too. I play some written songs, and a few songs I created myself- but most of the time I just play whatever comes to my heart at that moment. Sometimes happy, sometimes beautiful and sometimes sad. There is no other instrument that better captures the essence of a place and time or of the emotions you are feeling than the Native Flute.

      If you have any desire at all to play, I encourage you to get a flute of your own. They are among the most approachable instruments to play. No prior knowledge or experience of music is required. You only need an inspired and open heart. Thanks again for your comments.

      November 20, 2011 at 12:15 pm

      • Thanks very much for your sharing your knowledge of the flute. And thanks for the referrals. I was looking at the Shakuhachi earlier in the Fall. While I knew yours wasn’t a Shakuhachi, it shared a sound that really moves me.

        I do a lot of hiking in the Redwoods here. There are a lot of great waterfalls in some of the ravines. I like that sound as well as the sounds of the wind in the Redwoods. I might see if I can add some flute sounds as well.

        Probably worse things to be heard by the mountain lions, bobcats, and coyotes we’ve got.

        Again, thanks so much. I’m going to follow up some of your leads and see where I end up. Take care and I hope you find some peace through the holiday season.



        November 20, 2011 at 1:15 pm

  2. What a year you have had. Grief comes and goes at it’s own pace. I’m glad youhave such good memories.

    November 20, 2011 at 5:56 pm

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