It was eons ago that I first heard Stephen Covey say it's not the venom from a rattlesnake bite that dooms most people, but their response to it - running makes the poison spread that much faster in the bloodstream & throughout the body. It's the thoughts we hold onto about what's happened in our lives that cause us the most suffering.
How weird that the apparent Queen of Wordiness - ME - unleashed torrents of words trying to unlock the reality to grounded living, only to discover that words are mere puffery, a bunch of letters stitched together to get across an understanding of the indescribable.
Fact: as soon as we try to convey something, it is diminished, ever so slightly (and sometimes flagrantly) distorted. It is the very nature of language. What was it Mom used to say? "The flowering moments of the mind lose half their petals in our speech."
Forget when people intentionally use language to distract, distort. Even the most well-intentioned person cannot convey with any degree of perfection the thoughts in his or her mind. One glance from John tells me more about his feelings for me than words could. One kind act from him tells me volumes more than a litany of love on the most beautifully designed card, his tender actions a veritable bouquet of what he feels.
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