The last honeyed glow of golden hour settles over the quiet, tree-dotted edges of Ibadan, where the still, clear air invites you to sink into your meditation and slow, deep breathing practice. Warm, gentle acoustic guitar chords drift soft and close, like the sun’s lingering warmth on your skin, underpinned by faint, airy chime tones from an ambient organ that feel like distant rustles in the nearby foliage. A soft, drifting instrumental hum sits just beneath, marking the slow shift from golden