A water healer sang this to me the morning of my 33rd birthday:

God danced the day you were born

The angels did the bump to Gabriel’s horn

God danced the day you were born

So grateful for the gift that is you…

I had never heard the song before, but it swam into my ear and stayed there all day. I hummed the tune, mumbled the words, sang along to the memory of her raspy earnest voice, her shining eyes, sun worn, smiling mouth. The image of angels doing the bump  in my mind… not a bad way to start a new year.