creating change without shouting
The poem I wrote for yesterday’s post – When time turns – invites honest reflection: OBSERVING BECOMING The pattern of our liveswoven in the fabric of time,each strand a choice,each colour an expressionof who we’re brave enoughto become. And one of the reflections I am currently holding is the more than 100,000 words I’ve written … Read more
We hear their echoes all the time,but are we listening? Or do we only notice when they’re‘elevated’ with words? Yet they flow, in us and around us,all day long. Waiting for us tojoin the song. ~ reminded by Mendelson and the birds
I am looking for someone else to give me words. Words that will say the right thing, in the right tone, to speak with courage and compassion. Yet all I have are inner sighs. And that is enough for today.
How we describe what we observe and feel reinforces what we think we see. Because ultimately, we can’t ‘see’ everything. For example, our colour perception as human beings is only within a limited range, unlike many non-human beings, who see much more than we do. So our words are significant shapers of how we interpret … Read more
Words shape us. They are our tools to describe, define and communicate. Both to ourselves and to each other, sometimes as weapons yet often as a gift. Our particular culture’s words frame how we see, think, and feel. And to a large extent, it determines how we react. So how can we transform our world … Read more
