Hello Interwebs!

[kaliha]

I have a question for you.

As some of you are aware, I'm currently organising a Naming Ceremony for ex-Cheddar. As it's a non-religious ceremony we have no hymns to sing so what can we sing in their place?

Have any of you been to a naming before and can remember what you sung (if you sung anything?)

Many thanks in advance o all-knowing flist!

Comments

[redscharlach.livejournal.com]

I have no idea as to what would be appropriate on such an occasion. How about "Cheddar the Devil You Know"?

[flipbfc.livejournal.com]

the one I went to we didn't sing but the baby's dad did a song called Little Ray of Sunshine which interwebs research shows to be by a band called axiom.

[spiralsheep.livejournal.com]

Hmm, I think it'd be lovely if everyone sang to Cheddar. I went to a hippy event once where they sang a song about celebrating [insert person's name here] but it was more of a chant than a song. Have you tried asking humanist celebrants what they do? My local bloke was very helpful with ideas for my dad's funeral. Also, I know this might sound odd but you could ask any celebrant from a "new" religion cos they're used to making it up as they go along. Pagan celebrants tend to serve multiple traditions, including pagan atheists, so they're often quite easy going. Unitarians and Buddhists can be quite tolerant of atheist tendencies too.

If I manage to post later then I'll ask my flist cos I know some of them would be interested in the musical aspect.

[sal101010.livejournal.com]

How about a pomme (sorry, channelling my inner BFG there) instead of singing? I always like a nice reading at a wedding and have been to a few with interesting poems - the most recent one had A Lovely Love Story by Edward Monkton. I figure what works at weddings should do fine for naming ceremonies (except maybe with more appropriate readings).

[spiralsheep.livejournal.com]

I know this is probably too late but... poem:

What Am I After All

What am I after all but a child, pleased with the sound of my own name? repeating it over and over;
I stand apart to hear - it never tires me.

To you your name also;
Did you think there was nothing but two or three
pronunciations in the sound of your name?

by Walt Whitman (1819-92)