As part of the exercises I’m doing from the “Five Minute Writer” book by Margaret Geraghty, here’s the next instalment — beautiful words.
Isn’t it intriguing how the word ‘passion’ conjures images of an opera singer, a cocktail, and Jesus, yet its sound is surprisingly passive?
A mother may be the source of everyone in them giving birth and bringing up. Still, she is also the source of addictive, unhealthy eating. The letter “M” was chosen as the symbol of McDonald’s, as most words for mothers in most languages start with an M.
Saying a 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 an encompassing word, yet we use it sparingly like we would with a bottle of Chateauneuf du Pape or saffron. We rarely use the word eternity, yet it creates a sense of abundance.
Was it my destiny or my education that raised me not to believe in destiny? What if destiny could be a collectively imagined desire that we all wanted to pursue?
When I hear the word freedom, I’m always on my guard. People often use it as a pretext to assert dominance over others or exclude them.
What’s the difference between freedom and liberty? When I hear liberty, I think of “Liberte, egalite et fraternite” or…the fashion shop. It’s a posh way of saying freedom.
Tranquillity is another French word that evokes a state of being and a new environment, whereas silence evokes just a sound…or a lack of it.
Is 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?
