the warm(ish) sun was shining on my face on my walk to the train this morning, the trees just starting to squeak out tiny buds, and the birds were chirping in all directions. cardinals, robins, even a woodpecker drilling. it makes me happy that i can hear a cardinal's chirrup from half mile away and immediately look up to spot his red belly, so bright against the stark leafless branches. reminds me of my grandparents and mom teaching us all the bird names and bird chirps. important information when you live in the woods. happy store of memories and secret pride when you live in the city.
my coworker and i got the song "birdhouse in your soul" stuck in our heads last week at lunch time when someone used the phrase "bee in your bonnet", and it planted firmly into my brain again this morning when i heard all those birds chirping. that song has always been kind of a ridiculous jumble of semi-rhyming phrases until this morning. fun, pleasant, silly and college-nostalgic. today it felt more like a mantra. put a birdhouse in my soul, invite the happy heralds of spring into my heart, wake up singing with joy and keep singing all day. in a "how can i keep from singing?" sort of way.
i still don't really know what They Might Be Giants were singing about, but i have decided that i like the idea of a singing bird taking up residence in my soul. i have a book about prayer that i keep meaning to pour over called "when in doubt, sing". i've only read a little bit of it, but it is terrific and challenging and exciting. and yet it feels like a big commitment to really hunker down with it. it has a singing bird on the cover. sing sing sing. i'm detecting a theme.
blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
who watches over you
make a little bird house in your soul...
...and while you're at it, leave the nightlight on
inside the birdhouse in your soul :)
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