Sunday, November 23, 2008
Earworm
I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, (where?) down in my heart, (where?), down in my heart, I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, (where?) down in my heart to stay. When my mom told me a while back that this was new term in the dictionary, I actually laughed. Seriously, what in the world is an earworm and how do I avoid getting it? Will the kids bring it home from school? is there some sort of drop or do I need a shot?? Oh no, Webster defines it as a song or tune that gets stuck in one's mind and repeats as if on a tape; also written ear-worm, ear worm; also called cognitive itch, sticky tune. I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, (where?) down in my heart, (where?), down in my heart, I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, (where?) down in my heart to stay. Now when the kids start singing a tune or more likely my husband (who is of course doing it on purpose) and it starts playing over and over and over in my head with no likely end, I can put a name to it. One of his favorites being "Ring of Fire" and it burns, burns, burns...ring of fiiiiiire, ring of fire. But alas, that is not the tune running through my brain every few seconds for the last few days. I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, (where?) down in my heart, (where?), down in my heart, I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, (where?) down in my heart to stay. The first day I thought it rather peppy and of course ironic being my then current state of mental health to have a sunday school song that to my knowledge my children don't even know, coursing repeatedly through my brain. Day two had me of course convinced this was God's way of telling me to get over myself. Day three I was questioning his sense of humor and now yes day 4 it gets it's own page, which truth be known was probably his plan all along. I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, (where?) down in my heart, (where?), down in my heart, I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, (where?) down in my heart to stay. So where does that leave me? Well, I can't help but think about childbirth and how they tell you to picture the baby smoothly and painlessly slipping out of your body, you are on the water, weightless and free as this new life is joyfully transitioning to the outside world. um riiiiiiight. Picturing yourself in a situation you long to be ie. the winner, the new job, the promotion, the successful whatever is not new. Thousands of tapes which you are to play in your sleep and make your subconscious believe you can attain your hearts desire, are swooped up by the masses every year. I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, (where?) down in my heart, (where?), down in my heart, I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, (where?) down in my heart to stay. Normally of course we are the ones that put those messages there, so is the message more powerful if we aren't the instigators? It's not really going to your subconscious if you consciously put it there!!! So what about if someone else did? What if you didn't know there was a tape playing while you slept that said, climb that mountain or give up that what ever? I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, (where?) down in my heart, (where?), down in my heart, I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, (where?) down in my heart to stay. All I know is that I've felt lighter, happier and more joy filled the last few days then any that I can remember. If I knew the hand motions I would be on my roof top performing for you all, right before the nice people came to take me away. I have alot to be Thankful for this year but most of all I'm thankful for the joy in my heart that is definitely here to stay.
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