OK, Monday is my birthday (I'll be 51) and I can't imagine a nicer present than congenial voices raised in song -- yes, nice men are invited. We promise not to male bash, and you promise not to be thretened. sorry I missed some of those earlier ones ...

Here is this wonderful round I learned off of a Straw into Gold tape -- and I don't have it here, or I would give the composer or source; it may be miscellaneous new age chants:

Like a drop of rain - flowing to the o-cean We all come from the Goddess and to her we shall return

I am a strong woman, I am a story woman I am a healer whose soul never dies

We are the flow we are the ebb We are the weaver, we are the web

I'll be gone most of the weekend (can't work on my birthday, after all) but hope to see lots of virtual voices tomorrow.

TIA, MAG