Genuine. Real. Authentic. Qualities that are hard to come by both in people and in the representations of the world offered by people. A story which conveys all of the power of spirit surrounding events, but which fails to relate the events faithfully, lays upon the mind unevenly and tilts the balance of reason toward faulty judgment. A story which precisely relates events, yet is barren of spirit, conveys nothing of the truth.
Artists are people who offer us glimpses of the genuine, the real and the authentic. They create nothing, but serve only as spokesmen for the one source of singular and abiding truth. They speak to us in the language our souls knew well in that time and place before here, and when we listen, really listen, we recollect those essential things we have known from the beginning.
Charles Littleleaf is an artist. The stories he tells with his flute are older than the world. They are at once crushingly sad and wonderfully euphoric, faithfully relating both event and spirit.
Listening to the stories Littlefield offers through his flute, truths refracted in the ignoble atmosphere of this world come again into focus, if only for a time. A good and peaceful time.
If you are unfamiliar with Charles Littleleaf, his music or the beauty of the musical instruments of the American Indian, watch and listen to the videos in the mediabox above. His music, along with expertly handcrafted Native American flutes are available online at littleleaf.com.
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Beautiful….thanks for sharing this.
I have to tell you that when I first listened to your flute, it brought tears to my eyes. It reminded me of my childhood, listening to the doves who coo’d in the woods next to my Grandmother’s house. I visualized the beautiful blue skies, the warm sun and the waters from the lake nearby. I have cancer and I don’t know how much longer the Creator will leave me here on this earth, but listening to you playing gave me such healing, such joy, beautiful tears from my heart to hear you, that I feel even more blessed having heard you play. I can’t even begin to describe the beauty you have in your heart to travel to your lips which caressed my ears! What I would give to be able to play such an instrument while I’m still alive made by you, but alas, it’s your heart that makes it sing! Thank you for the beauty, the awesome splendor you have brought into my life. Sincerely, Vicki Luciano
If you have not listened to Charles Littleleaf’s Native American flute music, I encourage you to do so. He’s among the best. A surprisingly large number of artists have come forward—some very talented in their way—who claim to be masters of the Native American flute. Charles doesn’t make any pretense to “mastery” or “greatness”. Maybe that’s why he is… great.
The blues artist BB King once said, “The Blues ain’t nothin’ but a good man feelin’ bad.” I think Charles would understand that statement. I do. You might too.
Don’t miss out on the opportunity to experience Charles music.