July 18, 2016, 0957 hours.

I have been doing this so frequently on this trip: stopping to listen to the Wind and the River. So frequently, it’s becoming a habit. A habit to listen to my instincts and listen to the world around me… I am but a part of all this, how else can I learn about the world if not by listening to myself for starters?

To be fair, I do this in the city as well. But there it’s an ‘exercise’, a ‘training intervention’. Here, it’s just listening.

Check this out: the sound of silence collaborating with the river and the wind.