Words, when savoured, are delightful.

They are like the taste of good wine that lingers on the palate, revealing deeper layers.

The scent of loveliness as I walk past the honeysuckle bush along the green path in our valley.

Or the soft, salty breeze on a summer’s day by the shore, caressing face, hair and exposed limbs.


You can taste and feel them. They touch you and awaken something more…

… More than information, knowledge, or the mechanics of connection, tools for getting along.

I’ve been waiting for a better word to describe the kind of work I do with individuals, teams and collaboratives for some time. And this morning reading a tweet from Wild Monday – my extraordinary GP friend Rachel Morris – I found it:


Isn’t it wonderful?

…It’s Friday – why not choose a word to accompany you into your weekend?