Power of Words

This week has had two running themes. One theme was end of life. I have a number of things that have reached the end of their life and I have to replace them. Sucks that a) they all happened at the same time, and b) having to do so much research on all these different things at the same time.

But its the other theme that I really wanted to cover in this post. I have been reminded this week the power of words. I am a very quiet person. And on top of that I struggle with words. Put a 40 column, 5000 row spreadsheet in front of me and ask me to work it up I wont break a sweat. But ask me to tell you how I'm feeling right now, and we will probably both end up frustrated at the result. But this week twice I had to say that was in my heart. And I had demonstrated to me the power of words. With my upbringing and my home life, my first instinct is to not say anything and be quiet. It probably had a lot to do with who I am today. But slowly I'm learning how to open up and more importantly, when to open up. And seeing instant results also reaffirms why I am doing it.

I was at a party recently and I was talking to a guy about the ancient Egyptians. Having studied them in university, I knew that they believed that the written word and pictures carried power, that by writing a word or drawing a picture they were giving life to something. And pictures and words were interchangeable for them, evidenced in the fact that their written words were literally pictures and their pictures were often configured to create sentences. We can only conjecture how they felt about the spoken word. I would think that they probably ascribed the same amount of power to it, even though it is not as permanent as a writing or inscription.

I now ascribe a tremendous amount of power to them.

-J