Comments on: You are what you want to be.

By: Matthew James

Matthew James — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 06:59:41 +0000

I want to be a prophet! Matthew James’s last blog post..Somniloquy Revelation 07:06:09

By: Julia

Julia — Mon, 06 Jul 2009 04:25:37 +0000

I love music. I took singing lessons, myself, briefly.

My sister had the potential to become an opera singer. She didn’t opt for that, but she could have.

And, well, we both sing. Just because we like to.

By: Patricia - Spiritual Journey Of A Lightworker

Patricia - Spiritual Journey Of A Lightworker — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 16:31:18 +0000

Any time that I here a song, I find myself singing the words. I love music. I have never had any regular voice instruction. My little bitty schools that I attended as a child had music once a week or just at times for special events such as a Christmas program or High School graduation choirs. I always participated in those and loved them. I am told that I have a good voice. I have sang in church choirs also. I love music and singing and don't really care what other people think about my singing voice. If there is music, I have to hum or sing along. Music is in me, heart and soul. I would miss my vision if I ever lost my sight but losing my hearing would be an absolute disaster because of the music. Don't get in a car with me and turn on the radio or a CD unless you want to hear me sing. Patricia - Spiritual Journey Of A Lightworker’s last blog post..Independence Day

By: Shannon Bowman

Shannon Bowman — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 03:46:48 +0000

Hmm. I'm a chef, I'm a music geek, I'm an astrologer. I'm a sketch artist sometimes. Today I'm a packer and a mover and a travel planner, too! We all have a lot of hats to wear. I love your site. This is fabulous! Shannon Bowman’s last blog post..5 Astrology Blogs You Need to Follow

By: John Haydon

John Haydon — Sat, 04 Jul 2009 13:35:05 +0000

Kyeli, I'm a singer, a paper airplane maker, a unicycle rider, a thinker, a break the ice player (remember that game, Break The Ice), a dad, a lover, a coworker, a reader, a commenter... John John Haydon’s last blog post..Video Tutorial: How do I Twitter my Flickr photos?

By: Goddess Leonie | GoddessGuidebook.com

Goddess Leonie | GoddessGuidebook.com — Sat, 04 Jul 2009 08:42:45 +0000

Amen! and Awomen! :) I am a Goddess because I want to be one :) xoxo Goddess Leonie | GoddessGuidebook.com’s last blog post..Goddess Allsorts: Brought to you by poo edition

By: Desirae

Desirae — Sat, 04 Jul 2009 03:12:54 +0000

In the universe are so many stars. Shining out in all directions they are so wonderful to witness. They dance and they sing and life finds every dark corner. So far away, the stars of the night sky find their way to earth. What a wonderful thing. Now, Kyeli’s star can shine its light into the milky way galaxy and can sing in other night skys. Shine on, beautiful star.

By: Christine Martell

Christine Martell — Sat, 04 Jul 2009 00:06:45 +0000

I've often wished I got my creative talent in music rather than the visual. So, can we coax you back to the video posts to sing for us? please...... Christine Martell’s last blog post..Exploring with images

By: Barbara Martin (@Reptitude)

Barbara Martin (@Reptitude) — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 20:52:43 +0000

Kyeli, what a beautiful expression of self and being. Thank you. Barbara Martin (@Reptitude)’s last blog post..Getting a Kick from Wreck this Journal

By: Marissa

Marissa — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 18:45:54 +0000

I’m so happy that you’re rediscovering the Singer you are! I love your speaking voice; I can easily see how you’d have a great singing voice too.

I’ve loved music since I was really little. As a kid, I sang and danced all the time. Had a little pink boom box I carried around with me everywhere. I sang and danced in my room. Sang in the bathtub. Sang and danced while I played on the swingset and while I stood in the outfield during T-ball. I danced with abandon in my front yard, completely oblivious to neighbors, cars passing, people walking by. It never occurred to me that these activities that I adored so much, that made me so happy, were only for people that other people deemed “good” at them.

Until I got a little older. And I “learned” to be embarrassed about my voice not being good enough. And I learned that other people shouldn’t see me dance in the yard because that’s embarrassing too. So I stopped.

But then came driving, and I had this space and time where I was all by myself in my car and I could sing all I wanted to. And I loved it all over again. And I found spaces and times when no one else was around and I could dance with utter abandon again.

Then came Now, when I still love to sing and to dance, even though I’m not “good” at either one in a what-would-Simon-Cowell-say way. And I come across a blog post like this that makes me feel so inspired and reminds me that singing is about the joy and love and the “let myself shine” part–not about the “what does someone else think?” part.

And I’m grateful for the reminder, as well as the inspiration.

And I’m going to dance off and sing, thankyouverymuch.

No, really. Thank you *very much* Kyeli. HUGS!!

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