Christians or others - Do you consider your voice to be spiritual? Describe yours?

I hate my voice ((((OURScott)))). Oh, I never used to, but an old boyfriend, someone who is a perfect ***, once said that my voice had a "lilting, sing-song quality." What in the world does that even mean? I admit to having been too embarrassed to ask.

I always thought I had a basic east coast accent which lacked that typical touch of Bronx. Guess I was wrong. I do know I speak Pittsburghese, which is better explained by the following links. But "lilting sing-song?" Yeah, I do. I listened to myself on tape after he said that, and admit that it's been hard to live down ever since. I won't even talk with anyone on the phone because of it.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pittsburgh_English

http://www.pittsburghese.com/

Interestingly enough, my youngest son speaks in a deep -- and I mean deep-- bass voice. His voice just rumbles throughout the house when he speaks, which demands that others sit up and take notice. When his voice first changed, he was so embarrassed, because the kids at school would hum "The Imperial March" from "Star Wars" when my son walked by. My son loves his voice now, especially since his drama teacher told him he could find a nice career in the arts with such a gift. He wants to be a lawyer, though, which would still work, as his voice would command respect in the courtroom. :)

A good day to you, OURScott, and nice to see you again.

I speak in a typical Canadian, west coast staccato. Quick bursts of words, round vowels and a liberal sprinkling of profanity. Canadians speak quickly compared to Americans. I am a relatively slow talker for a Canadian but I seem like I'm OCD compared to those from the southern states. I don't use y'all or tellyouwhat or ayite or noyoudihn't rather I use eh, givener, givershit, and keepyerstickontheice. I refer to a couch as a chesterfield, and paper sack as a paper bag, tennis shoes as runners and my ABC's as the alphabet.

I am not in the least spiritual nor does my voice betray such in my mind. I am rather a passionate speaker who flares at any hint of hypocrisy (so I'm pretty much a mess when I see our illustrious Prime Minister or any of his bimbo cabinet ministers on the TV - he's just so American; duplicitous and shifty - I refer to American politicians of course).

Key of low E.....which is pretty low for a woman - over the phone, people usually call me sir. In fact, people who can't see me almost always assume I'm male :)

Incredibly heavy southern accent ( Georgia and Texas )

I vacillate between ignorant redneck and Rain man. I can turn either way on a dime :)

I work outside. I get to use my "outside voice": a little Southern twang, and Cajun; but mostly clear American English.

Spiritual, in a sense that it feels good yelling at the top of my lungs and to know I am heard. It seems that most of my workmates enjoy this about the job. It's uplifting,

They diffuse and go through the process of symbiosis to finally start talking with the voice that seems to be a combination of the sounds which are made by penguins and crows while mating.

When i heard my own voice I thought I had stomach and breathing problems but I can't shut up. It's like Abraham Lincoln said about being ugly, though. I'm not the one that has to listen.

I hate my voice. I hate hearing it played back. I've lived in Germany, Atlanta, Virginia, Indianapolis, and southern Indiana. I don't know how you would describe it but I think it's like southern Indiana nasal twang.

i feel that way sometimes...i have a beautiful personal relationship with God.its so touching and honest and true to my heart.you see you cant lie to God,on God for God.there's just no way around him.every move you make it should reflect Gods ways.you can go to church 7 days a week and be the biggest sinner in the pew.if you don't have God near and dear to your hearts and mines.forget about.and i do feel my voice is heard.its in my blood.my whole life my voice goes to Him and he hears me...i know it.

Nope, but I tend to take on the accents & mannerisms of those I'm surrounded by...and occasionally seem to think I can do french when drunk, LOL

My accent is suprising, it's a splash of Essex thrown in with a load of cockney, I don't pronounce things properly at all. (South East England).