I wasn’t that hot at English at school, neither did I like writing, though that’s changed now. It’s not so much English or writing I felt to write about, but words, and how I have absolutely fallen in love with the playfulness, truth and power of words. Not in the intellectual sense of being a ‘know it all,’ or being able to recite or show off with a vast vocabulary of words: if I played a game of Scrabble I wouldn’t win because I’d be too busy loving words, having fun, and making up a new game.
What I love about words is the connection that I have with them and what they bring.
I feel how many words have something to share. At particular moments or times, words stand out like little beacons of light, offering me a chance to learn, appreciate, grow and confirm.
I love how I can feel words in my body, whether they are written, read or heard. Sometimes they make my whole body and every cell joyfully pulse and vibrate; sometimes as a confirmation of how I feel or who I am. At other times, they make me smile in absolute knowing as they reflect to me that there are things I need to look at in my life. And then there are the ones that make me process like heck because I know I am or have been avoiding them – not the words themselves, but the action they are calling for, such as the word ‘commitment‘. But this is not a bad thing, I even love these words too as they are asking me to look at things I need to work on, let go of, or deal with in my life.
I love how the words we need to hear and feel simply appear, or tend to stand out.
For example, as a teacher, I may be asking the kids in class to be more responsible and the word ‘responsible’ stands out so clearly that I know it is asking me to step up and be more responsible too. Or when I keep saying a word and someone else picks it up and points it out to me.
Another thing I often find myself doing is having fun with the words I hear. I write down all the words that make my body pulse – words that stand out or that I connect to in some way.
What‘s funny is that they are often words that you wouldn’t associate with the lecture or meeting that is on, for example; ‘constellation‘, ‘light‘, ‘commitment‘, ‘relationships‘, the list could go on… it is amazing what is there to be heard when we truly listen.
When I read or write, I love the power of words and how they stand out. There is so much more being shared than just what we read or see. It may be words like ‘gentle‘, ‘light‘, ‘bright‘, ‘delicate‘, ‘still‘ or ‘fun’. Or how when I write, words come to me that I have never used before, or known their meaning, but I absolutely know they are the right word to use for what needs to be expressed in that moment. I’ll often find that I will write a word and feel “Nope, that’s not right”: this feeling comes from my body, not my head.
I love the power of words in their truth, and what they truly mean. This is not necessarily what we can read in a dictionary, as so many words have been bastardised and changed from their true meaning (such as ‘love‘, ‘truth‘, ‘religion‘, ‘beauty‘, ‘well-being‘ and many more).
I love how we can be play-full with words, hyphenating them, splitting them up as in ‘joy-full’ to share what we really mean and feel. They become so much more real and felt rather than just a flat word on a page.
The power, play-full-ness and truth of words never ceases to amaze me.
Inspired by Serge Benhayon’s absolute power, truth and play-full-ness with words.
By Gyl Rae, 37, Scotland