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Words roll in and out of me like breath.

I can’t imagine not reading and writing, just as I can’t imagine what it might be like never to breathe again.

Sometimes the words I write make no sense to me, or to anyone else that reads them. I don’t think that matters, now that I really think about itβ€”no one understands the meaning of each individual breath they take. Well, at least, I don’t think they do…but I’m a big believer that anything is possible, and so I’m happy to keep an open mind on that one.

Words are the mirror that helps me see my life, and as I send my words into the world I offer that mirror to you so that you might see your life in relation to my own. I think that’s one of the gifts of books and reading the words of others: the opportunity to understand aspects of our lives, through the lives of others.

Through my own words, I see and feel my world.

Through the words of others…I see and feel my world from a different angle.

As simple as it is, I believe that humans and our words are the real magic of life.

I chooseΒ never to take that shared loveliness for granted.

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By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. πŸ’•

7 replies on “Words”

β†  π‡πžπ« 𝐏𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐒𝐬 β†žsays:

What a great post! Thanks so much for sharing this!

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You write the best comments, Steve. ☺️I will surely try not to stop breathing. πŸ˜‚The writing, I am in COMPLETE control of. I shall push on! ☺️🌈

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