Flute Meditation in Japan

“Heard melodies are unheard sweeter“, the poset says. Melody is the spontaneous outpouring of the pure soul. Music takes us along in its ebb and somewhere, sometime, the heard melodies shade off into the unheard melody of still silence. That is the point where the thirsting, longing soul merges with the Infinite. It was an evening in Japan. Venue-- a meditation camp by Sri Swami Purnamritananda Puri. Outside, pure, white snow gently falling through the stillness of the enchanting Sapporo landscape.... Inside, the subtle strains of pure devotion permeating the entire ....