As part of the exercises I’m doing from the “Five Minute Writer” book by Margaret Geraghty, here’s the next instalment — beautiful words.
What is it about passion that makes me think of an opera singer, a cocktail and Jesus and yet the sound of the word is very passive?
A mother may be the source of everyone in them giving birth and bringing up, but is also the source of addictive unhealthy eating as the letter “M” was chosen as the symbol of McDonalds as most languages’ word for mother starts with an M.
Saying smile to anyone is likely to make them smile, unless you ask them or tell them to smile which can cause the opposite.
Love is a word that’s all encompassing and yet we only use it sparingly like we would with a bottle of Chateauneuf du Pape or saffron. We rarely use the word eternity and yet it creates a sense of abundance.
Was it my destiny or my education to bring me up to not believe in destiny? What if destiny could be a collectively imagined desire that we all wanted to walk towards.
When I hear the word freedom, I’m always on my guard as it’s often used by people as a pretext to asset their dominance over others or to exclude them.
What’s the difference between freedom and liberty? When I hear the word liberty, I think of “liberte, egalite et fraternite” or…the fashion shop. It’s a posh way of saying freedom.
Tranquility is another French word that evokes a state of being and a whole new environment, whereas silence evokes just a sound…or a lack of it.
Is a peace just a moment when people aren’t killing each other or is it more, and if it’s not more, was there peace in England when there was peace with slavery?
