This version of “Internal Flight” (poetic version) with Peter Moore* has never been published until this very moment, June 2020.
It was recorded in 2013 while working on both the “Mother of Souls” sound journey** and the soundtrack of the Internal Flight, the movie. ***
Originally, the text appeared during the initial stages of filming in May 2013 while in Crimea. Then, in August of the same year while in Latvia we did capture Peter’s version, when recording something that only later became the “Mother of Souls” album.
From the very beginning, I had a feeling that the English version of the film must have a proper English speaker narrating it.
Even though the original text “appeared in English”, I had to translate it into my mother tongue, which is Russian, and then back again into English. Sometimes it’s quite difficult to capture “the presence” in words and some of the nuances of certain ideas don’t belong to any language but to the silent witness.
What Peter did to the original text is that he beautifully rearranged some of the lines into his mother tongue and edited it.
We did capture it then in 2013, but our dear friends from Paganel Studio (https://paganel.tv/) had an idea that the narrator on the screen and his voice in both Russian and English versions must be one.
Although such an inner process belongs to us all and I truly loved Peter’s version, I did agree with them that in this particular situation it was not just a film, but my own process we were capturing.
After receiving multiple awards globally at the film festivals, the movie was released on YouTube. Even though we could wait and distribute it via Netflix or some other networks, we felt right to make it more available for those wishing to explore this meditative journey.
In 2020 together with Leon Galperin and Giedrius Dagys while having a year off from intense traveling and touring, we all came back to this magnificent version as certain ideas keep on calling the attention, no matter how many years have passed.
And here it is, as it is, for us all to explore.
© Estas Tonne 2020
* Our beautiful and timeless collaborations with Peter started from the “Colors of White” musical, which happened to be a one-time performance in Goa, India, in the early 2009 along with Victoria Grebezs and many other wonderful artists.
A few of Peter’s truly timeless poems such as “Make Space” (“State of Grace”) and “Who am I?!” (“The Temple of Solomon The King”) have been recorded both independently (“Elemental”, the movie) and as part of the “Mother of Souls” album.
A voice speaks from the stillness
It even cries out
Sometimes it’s soft
At others, very rough
Like a wave,
Breaking on the ocean shore
Fragments of myself lie,
Drying on the rocks
Pieces of me
Pieces of you
Pieces of “we”
Many facets of the same diamond
United in One Breath
The beat of my heart
A rhythm that resonates in every living thing
What if this voice that speaks in me is a Key?
Inside, though trembling,
I take flight
What if I tell myself: “I know nothing”?
Start from scratch
The empty page
There is so much to let go of
So much to embrace!
I stand upon the edge of an abyss
My mind cries out in fear:
“Don’t jump! You’ll die!”
A million thoughts are whirling within
Dead leaves, swept before a storm
What will happen if I dive deep inside
Face these “demons”
That seem to hold my soul in chains?
Who is the true me?
Behind these masks of make-belief?
What if I just pause
Unmoved by all the madness
Letting everything Be
As it is
Relaxing, I slip into the abyss
Drop deep into the ocean of Internal Space
Who am I?
I’m falling again…
Doubts taking over
Questions, multiplying endlessly
Despair engulfs me
Where am I?
What am I doing?
Why do I feel so anxious?
Why was I born in this body?
And you in that?
Why do we seem so different?
When each of us breathes the same breath?
I need to find the Answer!
Am I merely the contents of my mind?
Are we all just different notes in the same song?
Are all my precious beliefs
Just passing clouds?
Can I become a bird and fly?
What will happen when I die?
Is my story really true?
And if so
Who is writing it?
Are all these questions just a jail for the naked innocence of pure perception?
Am I already free?
Relaxing into Trust
I let go of this need to know
I’m tired of constantly fighting
It’s such a simple choice to make
Where do we meet?
You and I?
I’m not talking about your name
How you look
Or the job you do
We miss the essence of who we really are
The same pulse that throbs within your veins and mine
Unites the sky and earth
I see you
Seated in the palm of my hand
And every time
I find the you in me
I leave the fear of falling far behind
What is there to describe?
When all the words can ever really say is:
“I love you”
Inside, I smile
Breathing into joy
Each dawn I’m born
Each night I die
I’m a stone dissolving in the ocean
I’m a wave that collapsing into the sea says:
“At last! I see myself!”
The sun is setting
A gentle breeze caresses my skin
Silence envelops sense
Carries me within
And every end is just a new beginning…