![]() And thank you for singing them if they call to you. Thank you for being touched enough to listen to these little offerings. My dream is to be at a festival or event, somewhere on the other side of the world, and to hear one of these songs that's made its way organically to perch on the branches of some far tree, to sing to me unknown, but I'll know. And if you record a version of any of these songs I would love love love to receive a copy, for my own joy. ![]() Please acknowledge the author (Gina Chick, from Australia). Please acknowledge the story of where each song came from when you sing it. The exchange for this sharing is as follows. I give permission for these songs to fly around the world, to be sung in your choral groups, around campfires, in the shower, in the car, or in the secret spaces in your heart where you sing when nobody is listening, except maybe the birds. And then I teach it to some people and they teach it to some people and next thing I have lots of requests for a copy of the lyrics, or the melody, or the harmony. But every now and then I catch a song, or a piece of music, and it stays. Music rolls around in my head in constant waves, arriving from the mystery, and most times returning there after a brief stay. Hi, this is Gina, or Gigi, depending on what rolls off your tongue easier.
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