Wednesday, March 16, 2016

Searching for Wordlessness by Jody Casella

I am bombarded by words--

choosing words and thinking about words and sometimes even dreaming about words

when I am writing novels and blog posts and interviews and articles, or when I am reading books or scrolling through news online or clicking the click-bait-y headlines or the crappy comments (no matter how much I tell myself NEVER to do that) or perusing recipes and shopping catalogs and Facebook posts and Tweets and the titles of Instagram pictures and the back of the cereal box.

My own thoughts are a stream of endless words,

a tumbling tangled mix of dialogue snippets and To-Do lists and what I'm making for dinner and worries over my kids away at colleges on opposite ends of the country, and never mind the latest toxic stew of political speeches which sends me off on a hopeless tangent of despair for humanity,

and sometimes I want all the words to stop

so I can feel silence and just Be for a moment


wordless




8 comments:

  1. I totally get this. I started yoga a few years ago. It felt completely silly at first, but it really does help...

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    1. Yes, yoga!! Or sometimes, just breathing in and out for two minutes :)

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  2. Maybe that's why nature is so appealing to me: trees, leaves, water, sunlight, birds, flowers, instead of words. Just for a while!

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    1. I am with you, Jenn. Probably why I walk my dog three times a day!

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  3. It would be lovely to be wordless for a while...

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