When I’m not writing, I am still taking pictures! As someone once said, a picture paints a thousand words. When I am too tired or too stressed or too busy to write, I can still appreciate the beauty in my surroundings and take lots of pictures.
Sometimes, a picture says it all and no words are needed. Sometimes, a picture may inspire me to write a thousand, more or less, words! And, re-energized, I go back to the writing board. Sometimes, the written word inspires me to take more pictures.
I take pictures with my i phone because it is always with me. This summer, I stepped up to my Nikon S9900 camera so I would have a zoom lens to take pictures of my hummingbirds. It is an automatic, point and shoot, camera with the option for manual settings which I need to learn more about. I don’t think I am ready for a DSLR camera yet, but maybe someday. For now, I am happy with the camera I have.
Taking pictures brings me joy. Writing brings me joy. Pairing the two feeds my creative spirit.
*posted for writing101
Standing out in the crowd
Sharing your words
“In every encounter, we either give life or we drain it, there are no neutral exchanges.”-Brennan Manning
Every time we encounter someone, we change both their life and our own. Words matter. Words have power. The words we say, and how we say them, can either serve to uplift another person or bring them down. Every interaction becomes a part of our being, impacting the way we handle the next. This is not a new realization to most people. It’s common sense, really.
The literal concept of giving or draining life; however, is novel to me. My heart aches at the remembrance of words said in anger or frustration, the short-tempered or heated exchanges with the people I care about the most. Even recollection of nonchalant, distracted conversations brings remorse.
When I am stressed, I have a tendency to speak sharply. The fight or flight impulse kicks in and I fight against the fear. The words don’t always come out the way they are meant. I sound angry when I am not, at least not angry at the receiver of my burst of words.
I try to explain, but those words often do little but further the communication imbalance. A gentle touch and shared silence can bridge the verbiage. I hope heartfelt apologies stop the drainage of spirit.
A few nice words can go a long way in recharging another person. Building others up is imperative. People thrive on honest encouragement and support. Kind words can inspire a child, perk up an ailing elder and forge bonds with friends and family.
I strive to interact freely while choosing my words wisely. Many times, I struggle to keep unkind words to myself. I aim to speak kind words that are true. I want the impact of my words to be positive.
My words matter. Your words matter. Let’s be kind.