I'm settling in with my Spanish program, and it feels good to not let last years classes goes to waste. I like visuals, so the computer is helpful, and I also think the sound is triggering memories of Spain and Mexico, which enrich the experience. I love the sound of Spanish. Yes, I can't wrap my tongue around some of it, and have to give up and move on to the next exercise, but I'm no perfectionist, so I'm okay with that. I notice my chorus will be singing a Spanish song this time again, and it's from "The Mission", a film I love, so the connection between to of my activities holds strong.
In the opera I saw Sunday, the star has his soldiers singing and then, at the end, has the people in the South Tower singing as they descend the stairs. I find this interesting - singing to keep one's courage up and to feel banded together. It's a lovely touch. How much singing benefits us, and yet, so many of us give it up after childhood. Our attachment to our churches, our national anthem, our meditation chants, so many aspects of our lives are deepened by singing.
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