Since I have been struggling with writer’s block I thought this topic might be fitting. I’ve been reflecting on the power of words over the past few days. They are not just idle things that slip off our tongue and hang in space. I believe they carry power. The power to build up or to destroy. Many of us understand the power they have when someone encourages us, or if they demean us. They stick.
There is a wonderful children’s book that I read to my daughter about the power of words and how they can affect us. It teaches a beautiful lesson on why we should not care about what others say, rather we should know who we are, and where we came from. The story is about wooden puppets that are given stars for their talents and looks,and grey dots if they are blemished or do things wrong. I wonder how many dots I have collected over the years? I also wonder how many I have given to others….
Words are powerful. They stay with people and I honestly believe they have the power to create our destiny. Maya Angelou had a lot to say about words on Oprah’s Masterclass. I was blown away at her poignancy on how words have affected her life. There unfortunately, weren’t any great clips so I will refer you here: http://www.oprah.com/own-master-class-the-lessons/master-class-stay-true-to-yourself.html#ixzz1ovx5c3LZ
“Words are things, I’m convinced. They get in your wallpaper. They get in your rugs, in your upholstery, in your clothes, and finally, into you.”
As a writer, I want to be thoughtful of the words I put out in the universe. I want to be someone who creates positive change. I never want to contribute to a person’s collection of dots. I have a way to go ( I am human) but I do believe the first step is to admit I need to grow.