WORDS; love them or leave them

When you are talking (to yourself or others) have you ever stopped and noticed — “I love that word I just SPOKE.. Or, ” I don’t ever want to hear THAT word again. It churns my stomach.”

Words are our threads stitching together the pattern of our tapestry called life. Connecting our words into the language that help us communicate with each other. As the threads, they are different vibrate colors , thin and thick in size, silk and wool and knotted in the middle, end or twisted in a spot. But, they all crisscross and make sense when you view the art piece they are perpetually creating. Of, course there are always (and always will be) fumbles. But, in the weave of the pattern, the texture of the fiber, who notices?

Over my bitter sweet relationship with words. I say that with a tint of melancholy. Love them or leave them seemed silly to say. But, We can feel that way. We can discipline ourselves to act that way — love them or leave them. Ban words from our vocabulary. Send those words that make our hair on the back of our necks stand at attention—back out into the word universe. And, the ones we love, create a greenroom. Like they do at a television talk show. Where the guests hang out and eat food, watch the show, get prepared, receive unfiltered adoration and be a celebrity. My words that I love are that special. Do you have words like that? Or, words you love? Are they noticed?

I have come to build a Word List of words I absolutely LOVE in my World and words that make me CRINGE when I hear them. Like Fiduciary — nails on a chalkboard.

I can’t list all the words I love and ones I don’t appreciate, but I can share several with a explanation of why they are on one list or the other. No order. Random. Though one might be closer to the heart. Or, one might be more distasteful to the tongue.

*Propensity — Pro is a positive feel. I believe in a glass full. And, a natural way to always be positive. It is fun to say. *Joy — Positive feel. Happiness. I believe in a glass full. And, at the age of twelve I read A Tree Grows in Brooklyn and learned the meaning of Joy. *Kind — Positive feel. Plato’s take; ‘Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.’

*Corner — Ouch Feel. Sharp at the corner. Stings when you say it. Or, standing in the corner for talking (yes, that happened to me) *Got — Hard Feel. This little pest of a word sounds just awful. It is a mean word with rough edges and no room for error. *Seminar — Hard Feel. What exactly is it? Sounds sticky. Nonproductive. (good word) *Fiduciary — Hard Feel. This word is a mouthful of crap. It sounds awful when spoken. It sounds dirty like mud. (but, mud is a good word) Just say it once. *Hate — Hateful Feel. What can I say. When spoken it makes you hateful. *Pocketbook — Hard Feel. It sounds stiff and unforgiving. Especially if you have the wrong one.

I have given just a few goofy ones. And, I am hoping to hear from some of you your words of Love or Leave ’em.

I want to communicate with any and all words.

Words=Connection, Lustellarose

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