Words Speak Volumes

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Written by Morgan

Words Speak

A dear blogging friend (Ms Vee) mentioned to me in a comment recently that they knew I was well because my writing tells a beautiful story and I could not help pausing in amazement at this perceptive, not to mention surprising, prospect.

If you are anything like me (and if you are, I do offer my sincerest condolences!) you write what you are feeling; you write where your passions and/or emotions take you; you express through words (and perhaps images) what your opinions are, what you believe, who and what you love, and, perhaps, what makes your imagination swirl (like dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly?) Invariably and quite apparently, such honesty paints a vivid picture, lifts the veil, so to speak, and permits the reader to gaze through your writing into your very heart and soul. If you are like me (again, my deepest sympathies!) you also may have never quite paused to consider that what you are writing about also reveals your state of mind, heart, and soul.

They say a picture is worth a thousand words. (Usually, anyway) If that is the case, what are a thousand words worth? Does it depend on the words? Are Shakespeareโ€™s words worth more than, say, Dr Seussโ€™s or those fluttering around on blogs all round the world? Yipe, before I delve too deep, I guess it all depends on your perspective, yet, my original point ( lest I go astray, as you are all very well aware I can do so easily!) was and is simply this: What Does Your Writing Say About You?

Do your words tell a story that reveals anything about you? Or are they a charade, a farce, constructed to intentionally misconstrue? Are they a reflection of the light in your soul or the dark side of the force? (Use the Force, Luke!) Do they share any truth about you at all? And should you like them to?

For me, myself and I, (we hang about together a lot since I found myself) (ah, but that is, perhaps, another introspective post) since this thought hadnโ€™t occurred to me, really, I find it rather remarkable, that someone halfway round the world (give or take) can read what Iโ€™m blathering on about (which, again, happens somewhat regularly โ€˜round here) and discover things about me that I had not, intentionally, intended to divulge. Intent being 2/3 of Purpose (Or is that Possession is 2/3 of the Law?) it might be food for thought the next time you pick up your pen, grab your laptop, sit down with your ipad, or wrap your fingers round a crayon, since this writing thing, apparently, reveals far more than you might realize.

Words, do, afterall, Speak Volumes (or Booknvolumes, depending.)

~Morgan~
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10 Comments

  1. I don’t really know, or much care, what my writing reveals about me. I try my best to get out of my own way and simply tell a story. Most of the time, I’m assuming the character of the narrator, be it a story or a poem. I don’t look between the lines to see if I’m in there. I’m just trying to tell the truth from the character’s point of view.

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  2. Morgan, I am you. In a nutshell. No apologies. When you gaze upon my photographs, you see my Soul. When you read MY words and those of others’, you see my Heart. Emotions swirl at times within, and as they do, I put pen to them, or photo to them. What you see is what you get with me. There is no hiding, and I beg to differ with you, you should not apologize for who you are.

    You truly are an amazing, beautiful, talented woman. Your Light blazes forth so strong and so true. I “see”.

    I’ve always been better at expresssing myself through the written word or through picture. I seem to “speak” on a level, most do not comprehend. I look at the confusion upon their faces, and think, “what do they NOT understand? I am speaking in plain English.” At least I believe I am.

    We artists do walk a different beat. And most so misunderstood by this world, a world that has forgotten magic, and romance and Soul. But we haven’t. Now have we?

    HUGS,
    Amy

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  3. Morgan this is an amazing post! I feel that writing, does indeed reveal something about us. After all where do the words stem from? Of course imagination plays a role, but emotions are the spirit of our inner being. The state of mind in my opinion does radiant itself in any form of art. A blank mind in writing means an empty piece of paper. A blank mind to an artist is nothing on canvas. Thank you for writing this, and mentioning me. ๐Ÿ™‚ Blessings for you.

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  4. THAT’S IT !! be REAL…anything else will bring deception and it will bring a person down to the “pit”…each of us are blessed to be a blessing to others…you all give that blessing with your words. God Bless you ll !!

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