Words For The Wise

This blog is a record of my thoughts and ideas and words.

It is a space to be able to use words and allow all the noise and feelings out - to make sense of my life and my place in this world. 

I guess the place to start is to enter the question of why should I write? 

I love to write. 

I love to take time out, sit still and focus on a piece of paper. 

To use words to create and to express. 

To reach out with words is one of the best things that I can do with my life. 

At this age I have little time, so I value these moments of calm and solitude and aloneness. 

Words never lie. 

Even when used in a lie, they never lie. 

The use of a good pen on paper to make these words is also part of the whole experience. I write on paper. These words you are reading found form and style firstly on brown brushed paper out of a fountain pen nib. Collected in deep black ink.

Oh how I value these times. 

To be on my own and think. 

The beautiful pleasure of just thinking. 

I love it. 

Some people would not understand this. They need noise and music and people and conversation and interaction. I like these things, but truly, I am so much better with just myself. 

I can't really explain it all, yet perhaps it will be more revealed as these entries come forth. 

Words can lift me up to heady heights and cut me to the core. 

My love language is found in words of affirmation. 

I have used my words to build people up, and to devastate them. 

I understand its power and its beauty and responsibility. 

I want to be - no, it is my heart's desire - to be a man of words. 

To be known for my words. 

To be heard and be a man who can listen. 

The three most powerful words I have ever heard that were spoken to me by a dear friend and mentor were: "I hear you".

I HEAR YOU!

Words so simple but so deep and far reaching into my spirit inside. 

I hear you. 

I hear you. 

It simply states the connection that one human can have with another. 

To be heard. 

Just be heard. 

Not helped, or healed or be told what to do. 

The simple notion that someone has acknowledged your presence and has listened to you. 

How rich.

It is a statement of support and comfort in life. 

It says nothing more than "you are valued and matter". 

How transforming those words have been in my life. 

What release. 

What places these words - those three simple words - have reached within me. 

How much healing have I received by someone simply saying these words to me. 

That is the power of language.

Three words that connect to the wounded soul where we can be supported by another. 

The message is clear and simple -  

You are not alone. 

It's almost too simplistic and deep to even understand. And how have I needed these words over the years. 

I have been heard. 

To be heard. 

How fantastic! 

So here I am typing these written words about speaking and hope and healing. 

As I move forward in this journey, I am more conscious of meaning in my life. I'm finding I have little value or time to be caught up in the ego-related piffle of people and their moans, opinions and boasts. 

I'm increasingly desiring conversations about things that matter. 

To listen and hear someone's heart. 

I desire it more and more. 

I know I dwell in this shallow world at times, it is both a habit and part of my everyday life. But to discuss deep and meaningful things in a safe place is like putting my feet in the water of a flowing stream. 

"He leads me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul". 

That's what I desire. 

My heart is yearning for things that matter. 

And words have a tremendous part in all of this. 

Time will tell.