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 it—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 choose never to take that shared loveliness for granted.
7 replies on “Words”
What a great post! Thanks so much for sharing this!
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Thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoyed it! xx ☺️
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Keep writing. Never stop breathing.
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You write the best comments, Steve. ☺️I will surely try not to stop breathing. 😂The writing, I am in COMPLETE control of. I shall push on! ☺️🌈
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Yes Brooke! I love this so much! Thanks for sharing 😉
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Glad you liked it, Jason! This one just flowed right through me! Don’t ya love those ones! ☺️🥳
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I do… those are like the truest feelings that need no explanation
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