Welcome to the Your Music Spot, in the Enchanted Forest. Would you like to know the instructions for use?
1 – Settle down on this stone and tile bench, cold and firm, and feel its smooth and ancient surface. Despite its hardness, there is something profoundly comforting about its permanence, as if it were an intrinsic part of the forest, a silent witness to its history.
Perhaps a faint buzzing will catch your attention, a whisper that seems to emerge from the very depths of the rock. In a small hidden cavity within the stone, a small speaker plays your favorite music, gently resonating around you, as if the stone itself were singing to you. You just have to find your favorite playlist… or let us surprise you with ours.
Access our playlist: Your Music Spot in Nature
The sound is neither sharp nor intrusive, but warm, almost ethereal. The melodies float in the air, blending with the sound of water flowing at your feet in the pool, creating a natural rhythm that complements the music.
2 – Close your eyes for a moment, allowing each sound to intertwine. The music flows from the stone with an enveloping quality, as if the entire forest were participating in this symphony. The birds sing in the distance, their trills mixing with the music coming from the rock, creating a perfect blend of the natural and the artificial. It is hard to tell where one ends and the other begins.
3 – Now, take off your shoes: your bare feet are in direct contact with the cold stone of the ground, and despite the chill, the sensation is pleasant. It reminds you that you are here, present, connected to this place. You feel a subtle vibration, as if the music coming from the speaker is being absorbed by the rock and traveling downward, into the earth, resonating throughout everything around you. It wraps around you, connects you. Everything here is in perfect harmony: the water, the stone, the air, and the music gently emerging from that hidden cavity. Let yourself be carried away, completely immersed in this moment.
Here, beneath the green canopy, on the cold stone and tile bench, you feel part of something vast and yet small, as if your existence were dissolving into the music, the forest, the earth.
En la piedra fría descanso,
el murmullo del agua a mis pies,
música suave brota del canto
de una roca que guarda su ser.
Las notas viajan con el viento,
entre hojas y ramas se van,
el bosque entero es un lamento
que la tierra en susurros me da.
( Julián Diéguez )