I was traveling around Japan with my best friend. Golden hour at a bamboo forest, refreshing our feet by the river after a long warm day when we started hearing the most beautiful flute sound coming out of nowhere. We looked at each other like «what the heck», smiled silently and enjoyed that magical moment. We felt lucky, grateful and aware of how important is to slow down and appreciate nature and the good things in life. I can easily remember four times this happened to me and turned out I was always traveling and surrounded by nature. Coincidence?