Day 466: If you’re worried and you know it

If you’re worried and you know it, clap your hands.

(two claps)

If you’re worried and you know it, tell a friend.

(two claps)

If you’re worried and you know, do not be afraid to show it,

If you’re worried and you know it, clap your hands.

(two claps)

.

If you’re worried and you know it, take a stand.

If you’re worried and you know it, make a plan.

If you’re worried and you know it, do not be afraid to show it,

If you’re worried and you know it, clap your hands.

(two claps)

 

If you’re worried and you know it, it’s a fact.

If you’re worried and you know it, you can act.

If you’re worried and you know it, do what helps you to let go it,

If you’re worried and you know it, clap your hands.

 

 

I’m home sick* today, but I’m not too sick to

  1. recognize worry,
  2. take one helpful action (for me, this morning, sending a brief email),
  3. write about the worry here, and
  4. Β let go of it.

If you want to see and hear the song that helped inspire this post, here it is:

 

Thanks to barefootbooks.com (for the video), to Sophie Fatus for her illustrations, to Susan Reed for her rendition of “If You”re Happy and You Know It,” to all the worriers and warriors out there and to you — of course! — for visiting today.


* This is my excellent excuse for not having Β (1) perfect rhymes, (2) a sound file with two claps, or (3) a photo today. But who needs perfection, any day?

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26 thoughts on “Day 466: If you’re worried and you know it

  1. Get better soonest. ❀

  2. We’re battling the flu at our house, and wish you a quick recovery (clap clap).

  3. Perfection is in the eye of the beholder. This is pretty perfect! Stay comfy, get better real soon! Big hug.

  4. Good morning, Ann. I hope that you are on the mend and that your cats are cuddling with you. (Do you think they look forward to your viruses?)

    I chuckled when I read your post today but I’m afraid that I didn’t listen to the Youtube rendition of your song. It brought back the trauma of kindergarten in my Montreal childhood so long ago, when I had to dance to that song every day with a boy named Gary (a perfectly nice boy but I had no idea what the point of the dance was). The song was always followed by a mandatory nap but I could never sleep. Whenever I hear that song (which is sometimes plants an earworm in me), I smell dusty linoleum floors and hear an out-of-tune piano.

    Looking back, I think that this experience was probably just as brutal for the kindergarten teachers as it was for us.

    • I understand. It’s a very nice version of this song, though. It might be a reparative experience. No pressure. Thanks for the visit. And to answer your question, one cat is cuddling with Michael and the other is on the move, right now. I think Oscar, in particular, is very glad I’m home today.

      • Ha ha, you talked me into it. And now I am going to be singing this as I empty all the dishes out of the cupboard (for Passover). There’s something about this song that makes me want to juggle the cake plates.

      • I hope the cake plates are okay.

  5. You put your right fear in, you pull your right fear out.

    You do the worry focus and you shake the tension out.

    That’s what it’s all about, Ann. Thank you for your song today,

  6. Haha – love this Ann!
    Diana xo

  7. Janet H

    Feel better!

  8. Everybody with chronic illness has bad days. Feel better and don’t let it ruin your tomorrow!

  9. Perfection is a in the eyes of the beholder πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ’–πŸ’“πŸ’• or something like that!

  10. Yes, I strive everything to pursue those things that make me happy. Some days I have to try harder. But when I try, I feel better. Thank you for sharing. I am watching the video as I write this comment.

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