anyhow, i just read a suggestion to turn downtimes into good ones by singing it out in an Irish drinking song. ... and while I am not drinking these days but remembering fondly my times of singing in bars, singing in general is still a part of my life. just ask the six month old how much singing goes on in the midst of diaper changes... go on, ask her.
so, ho ditty ho. my cup runneth over, as always, with beauty and unmentionables. . . damnit.
irish pirates.
oh ho, remember the cup, remember the cup,
drink up, drink up
the cup has no bottom, its full of the flow
remember the cup, remember the cup
drink up, drink up,
remember the cup.
the diamonds, the dewdrops, all lie within
remember the cup, remember the cup
drink up, drink up,
remember the cup.
the light, the light, can't stop the flight,
drink up, drink up,
remember the cup...
ADD YOUR own VERSES AND SING IT OUT.
*thanks to Salon for the Soul for the suggestion, and musical interlude.
The Accomplice, by Curtis “50 Cent” Jackson
3 days ago
2 comments:
This is inspiring! My shaman will think this is great. Methinks we travel the same road ... gladness on your journey!
Thanks,
-- Cathy
http://salonforthesoul.blogspot.com
Thanks Kate, I haven't been to your blog in a long time and this advice was just what I needed this morning, although for me I replace the drinking songs on,Sundays, with rowdy old time hymn tunes. I sing them rowdily whether they were intended to be that way or not. Hope your service, if you get there is refreshing!
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