Unitarian Hymnal Sing-along

In which Kathryn attempts to sing a different song everyday from the Unitarian Universalist hymnal, 'Singing the Living Tradition'. Earlier posts are based on songs from the Reader's Digest songbooks she found at yard sales as a child, including: 'Reader's Digest Treasury of Best Loved Songs', 'Reader's Digest Family Songbook', and 'Reader's Digest Family Songbook of Faith and Joy'. Bonus Folk song material from: 'Folk Song USA', by John and Alan Lomax.

03 February 2006

"I'm Gonna Sit Right Down and Write Myself A Letter"

There's a fairly long song title for you. I though that this would be a good song to learn properly today, but I couldn't seem to feel right singing it today, which is to say, something in the physical process of singing wasn't working. It felt tight and pushed, ugh. The song is ok, though weird, textually, but ok. Like, why does the singer refer to signing 'with love the way you do' but he/she needs to write their own imaginary letter in this instance? What's going on?

Tonight we were with friends for dinner, and the pre-dinner conversation touched on the differences between 'invoking' and 'evoking' the god-form. Now, for those of you who haven't done this in a while, to 'invoke' means to call the deity into onesself, and to 'evoke' means to call the deity into something else: an object, a space, someone else. I thought, at the time, how I was informed enough to know what this all means, and weirdly experienced enough to have done it, but not quite cool enough to do it regularly, as some of my dinner partners do.

So, where's your wacky-line? We all have one. I was reading parts of an interview with Shirley McLaine, and her wacky-line is definitely in a different place than mine. I respect other people's wacky-lines, even when I just don't get it. The wacky-line, in my understanding, is not drawn at a place on a simple continuum, but it's more of a series of boundaries, usually placed at odd angles, and intensely personal. For instance, and not necessarily my instance: one believes in reincarnation but not heaven, one believes in peanut butter and marchmellow fluff but not peanut butter and pickles, one believes in 'mixed' marriages but not those which include animals. I have walked on hot coals, but not ingested psychedelic mushrooms. I enjoy the absurd and despise 'The Office'. I resonate with Mary, the archangels, robes and incense, but I cannot be Catholic. It's all another way of defining ourselves, and I love the varieties of defining.


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