Happy Birthday to ME!

Rather neatly, it's my birthday today, and yesterday I completed the ninth day of a nine-day process for claiming my Name. The task was to write and sing a song based on the mantra of my name which you may have noticed a little while ago. Neat timing that I should finish that process and then have my birthday...here's the song. Because of the oddness of writing in blogger, each new verse begins with a line in bold text.

Mountain Diving (Sung to (something like) the tune of ‘Spacesuits’ by David Roth)

The purpose of this song’s to claim the name I’ve found more deeply
to grab its sense of purpose and to lock it deep inside
to make heart and head and every cell sigh with recognition
as they catch up with the rest of me, with Mountain Diver as the guide.

Well, it took a while to get here through my trials and tribulations
from countless opportunities to stay bottled-up inside,
to a second playful childhood using reverence and laughter
to slacken stays and let me play in both the dark and light.

And what’s the point of living life by shrinking in the shadows
lurking in the undergrowth and seldom creeping out?
When we could fly up to the mountaintop and sweep away the clouds there?
Or just dive down straight into the lake, living life without a doubt.

And with the sounds of life a-ticking and a-tocking in the background
we’ll feel the tears and dream the dreams that everywhere abound.
There’s no place to hide from life itself no matter how you try now,
so question all your thinking and get your feet back off the ground.

Now you'll have noticed in this song a kookie, quirky combination
of devotion to emotion and to staying light yet deep,
but our spirits delight to exult like this through all of life’s commotions
in dive or flight, by day or night, in waking or in sleep.

Now our artistry and brilliance can no longer be debated
we’re beautiful egomaniacs bringing spirit far and wide.
We could always shrink in modesty but frankly what’s the point, dear?
I'd rather gloat and boast and brag about the spirit deep inside.

Now you may think this egomania a trifle overstated
but when we have a point to make what’s the point in staying small?
So by the time we’ve raged and cried and crazily gesticulated
the greatest and the least of us will have STOPPED…and listened to their soul.

Yes, you may think this sentiment a trifle overstated
but when you have a life to lead what’s the point in playing small?
So by the time you’ve raged and cried and crazily gesticulated,

the greatest and the least of us will have STOPPED………and listened to your soul.

Celebrate today.

Love

Mountain Diver

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