I talk about the Heavenly DJ a bit.
And many of you know what that is.
Some newbies however, might be wondering, so I will explain myself.
My Heavenly DJ is the source of the songs that just show up in my head.
I get LOADS of them. It's a gift and a 'channel' lots of people can access, some people call them 'earworms' but they are important - and if you have a problem with them getting stuck in your head - listening to them, understanding and saying thanks, helps them to go..
I have had some terrific messages from the songs that come through to me. Often the song is obscure and I have to do some research to find out what it is - then have a listen. (This makes it difficult if the song actually has words like na, na, na, na in them, which one did recently.)
I am often wowed by them, because it's so apt for my particular situation.
I use the words/phrases God, The Big Guy Upstairs, The Universe and so on intermittently, and the Heavenly DJ is the music department of that...
And how do I know the Heavenly DJ/God has a sense of humour?
There have been various jokes played over the years, but the most daft musical pun I've received to date goes like this...
James and I were cooking dinner tonight.
I am fluffing about at the bench, and he wanders off from his soup and then says "Hun can you stir my soup for me?"
Like a flash of lightning in my head - seriously - oh so fast - I hear a 70's song.
'I'll be your substitute'
I hear the band singing in my head. (At this stage I don't know who the band is, but that's irrelevant as the full message comes through.)
'I'll be your substitute?' I think/say in my head to the Heavenly DJ... 'Umm - I
don't understand THAT message??'
There is a pause and a feeling of mirth presents itself.... another pause.
I get this reply.....
'I'll be your SOUP-STIR-tute.... wooHOOO...' and I can hear laughter.
Listen to the song. You'll get how well it fits.
Took me half an hour to shake it back out of my head. My apologies if it gets stuck in yours. Obviously the Naff jokes department night shift were on duty, or some angelic smartypants was messing with the intercom.
(God knows it's important to have a laugh.)
And here it is, for your listening pleasure....: Clout 1978 I'll be your substitute.
-next blog post
Cameron and the phantom pain