Category: Plum Sport Date: September 3, 2016
With a steaming mug of lemon water near my yoga mat, it is flexibility I seek.
To sing is to flex love, of course y’all know this!
What a magnificent gift most all of us get at birth, that of vocal cords, to use how-ever we like, as often as we like and where-ever we like.
This exercising of our vocal cords are often heartfelt expressions in song.
An absolute joy, singing takes us on our life journey, comforting us at our saddest, and picking us up when we’re discouraged.
When we are exhausted a song will will keep us going.
For every milestone, newfound delight and joyous discovery, OUR breath through OUR vocal cords will flex OUR love out to share with the world. E Pluribus Unum Song.
For over four decades I sang. I sang love. I sang life. I sang professionally.
I reckon I got busy with other endeavors, flexin’ love in other creative ways and before I realized it, I had not exercised my vocal cords in 16 years!
It is now time for me to sing.
Oh crap, I am sliding up to a pitch, sliding down to a pitch. Several of my upper range notes have disappeared, there are voice cracks where there never was before, my vocal cords are tired and my diaphragm muscles are sore.
Oh no, is that old adage, “use it or lose it”, true?
By timbre, it’s still me, however, I’ve really got to find me “in tune” and “on pitch”!
This has been a deb’s witty ditty on deb’s ditty blog.
