Recently I sold this Walnut flute to a new client who lives in Bergamo Italy. I always am humbled when someone likes one of my flutes enough to spend their hard earned money on one. This flute shares a special journey that has touched my heart and one that I would like to share with all of you. This particular flute I have liked from the minute I started to shape it. Not really sure why but it was one of my favorites that I made this year. It sounds great and looks good to boot.
Over a period of several weeks I have exchanged emails with a man I now call my friend. Both before he purchased the flute and after the sale we both struggled though the translations that Google so graciously provided. Italian to English and English to Italian. It always surprises me when I meet people from other countries that have a love of our Native American Heritage that is truly part of who we are as Americans and even more impressive to know they have taken the time learn so much about our past. Davide is one of those special people.
During the flute’s transit time from Wyoming to Bergamo he share with me his desire, no – his “dream” to play a Native American Style flute in a very special place that meant so much to his family. A place where he and his father would visit and spend time together and today it is the final resting place of his father. His dream as he shared with me was to find a day of solitude and take with him his new flute and play songs in honor of his father. Just he and the spirit of his father. By his descriptions in his previous emails I thought I had a pretty good vision of this place in my mind. Yet when I saw the pictures he sent to me of this day it did in some weird way seem familiar to me even though I knew it was a place thousands of miles away from Wyoming.
A few days ago I received a follow up email from Davide along with some images of his day spent in this very special place. He finally received his new flute he gathered some personal things together and picked a day to journey to this place. As you can see from these pictures it appears to be a cold day which he did confirm in his message to me. Aside from the cold and even colder hands he sat down and started to play.
It is times like these that confirm to me the healing properties of these very special wind instruments. Davide shared that it was very quite and still when he sat down to play. As he started to play his flute he noticed that there were a vibrations coming across the water and to him he imagined this to mean vibrations of joy. To be truthful I am not sure exactly how long he stayed in this place on this day but it was clear from his email to me that it met all of his dreams and expectation for this special occasion.
Although I do not have any recordings of this day I am sure the music Davide played hit the mark as witnessed by the vibrations upon the water. As a flute builder there is no better compliment than when a client shares a story like this with me. This is real and it is meaningful to all who have been part of this personal journey. My heart is full knowing that a flute that I have created with my hands right here in Wyoming has made such a long journey to a place that has brought in some small way a healing to another human being so far way.