I love the challenge of wordsmithing.
Is that a word?
I can tend to make up my own.
There is little in life that beats the feeling of writing when I can get to that place where the words are.
The right words.
It’s sometimes a struggle to get down just the right word,
like a painter might dabble and apply color to her canvas only to
scrape off paint until she is happy with just the right shade.
I keep a list of new words I come across.
Just a few in my recent reading.
And what about the spoken word?
Do I speak well of others when they’re not around?
Or choose the kinder option, which is simply to back away from those conversations?
Our bodies and our spirits soak up the words we speak.
Negative or mean out of our mouth?
Negative and mean soak in.
We remember harsh, cruel or judgmental words someone spoke to or of us when we were young.
Who am I kidding?
They bite and sting even now if we hear them; now when we’re all grown up.
And the opposite is true.
A compliment; a kind word, a thank you – those words can make our day.
Cause us to breathe lighter.
“The words you speak
become the house you live in.”
I’d like the house I live in to be clean and enriching.
*Word up – a versatile declaration originating (more or less) in hip-hop culture that means “well said” or “said in agreement.”