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He said that he wasn’t looking for someone to save him. In fact he had decided to avoid anyone who may
have felt compelled to do so. He went through a list of names in his mind and decided that he needed
someone who wouldn’t try to influence or advice him, and more importantly, someone who would
understand him and not judge him.
He mentioned the pain and confusion of not knowing if everything was rational. The speed and intensity of
his thoughts had been ‘Squeezing his Brain’. I guess he wanted to lay it all out like a jigsaw puzzle and make
sure that all of the pieces fit.
He decided that I was ‘The One’. At first, when he got the message machine he was frantic and sat on his
bed looking at the phone - willing it to ring.
The next day, when we did get together, we talked for many hours. He talked and I mostly listened. Every
now and again, I would ask him point blank questions or probe deeper into what he was saying. I said many
things in different ways, but for the most part, the meanings of my words were this ‘You Matter’.
The thing that really hit home to me, was that he told me that when I hadn’t returned his call, he had lain on
his bed in the foetal position and a calmness came over him. He found himself having an ‘In Head
Conversation’ with me. In this conversation he told me his most honest and intimate thoughts and feelings;
he went back over his life and gave me all the hidden secrets. In his mind, I cared, and in his mind I held
him, and I said, “This world needs people like you – you matter”.
This is only one example of several times that I have been witness to the difference between the life or death
of a person by the simple application of words.
Another time, a young man came into my business to rob me. He had a gun, which he showed me (didn’t
point it at me) and he said, “I could rob you or even kill you if I wanted.”
It seemed like a very odd situation and an even stranger conversation. What I found most interesting is the
calmness and gentleness that came over me. I sensed that there was something not quite right (apart from
the fact that he wanted to rob or kill me). I found myself speaking to him as if I knew him and totally
disregarded the gun and the threat.
He had a young girl with him who just stood back and observed, she then wet her pants and pee’d on my
floor. I chose not to react to her and kept on talking to the young man, trying to help him with some better
options. She suddenly took him by the arm and said, “Let’s go”. They both said “Thanks. See ya.” and left.
I wondered if they were going to try ‘Hitting up the Chemist’ a few doors down. I called the Chemist to
alert him, before I called the police.
The police mentioned they had been looking for them as they had walked out of a mental hospital a few
days earlier. The Policeman said that they had had a number of calls from people who had, in fact, been
robbed.
I am using these examples to indicate just how important our choice of words can be. Every day there are
countless events in which someone will live or someone will die depending on the words that we choose.
Less dramatically, but just as importantly, I want to bring to your attention the astounding impact we have
on each others’ lives by our choice of words in our day-to-day interactions.
Behind the Words
We greatly underestimate the interpretation or meaning behind our words. We also forget the importance of
the tone or intention of our words. Saying, “Hello” and “Nice day, isn’t it?” are not just about the weather,
you are saying, “I acknowledge you and I am extending friendship to you”.
How often do you find yourself looking away from a stranger or even a familiar face just to avoid having to
say hello? Sometimes people are so mean with their hellos, I think that they must think that ‘Hello’ is gold.
Usually, if you give away a greeting you also get one back!
I would say that almost everything that I have achieved in life happened because someone at the time gave
me some kind of feedback or positive input.
I’m a pretty capable and confident person, but like anyone I do have doubts and insecurities. When I’m
charting unknown waters I really do need someone to encourage, validate or motivate me. Imagine how
desperately a shy or insecure person needs a few words? Boy, if someone like me can thrive and soak it up,
then you can imagine that to someone more needy your kind words must feel like angel dust being sprinkled
over them.
Since making this connection - that words are medicine, I have become increasingly aware and observant of
peoples interactions. A few weeks back, I was at the markets which were extremely crowded and hot. I
was drinking coffee in the courtyard when I noticed a young girl in a wheelchair. She had no arms or legs
and manoeuvred the wheelchair with her chin. So many thoughts flooded my mind; I couldn’t help but
wonder if she was the bravest person that I had ever seen.
I guess that most people on seeing her also can’t help but wonder how she manages. To cope with all that
she must have to endure is in itself phenomenal. To be able to get out and about, claiming as much freedom
and independence as her limitations allow her, was incomprehensible to me.
The thing that really impacted on me the most though was how every single person walking by acted as if
she were invisible. Sure, they all looked back or whispered among themselves. I am as guilty as the rest of
them: I empathised and observed, but I did not speak with her or offer her any form of kindness or
acknowledgement. It played on my mind for some time after as I felt that I could and should have.
Click the Next button for Part 2.
Copyright Sonya Green 2006
have felt compelled to do so. He went through a list of names in his mind and decided that he needed
someone who wouldn’t try to influence or advice him, and more importantly, someone who would
understand him and not judge him.
He mentioned the pain and confusion of not knowing if everything was rational. The speed and intensity of
his thoughts had been ‘Squeezing his Brain’. I guess he wanted to lay it all out like a jigsaw puzzle and make
sure that all of the pieces fit.
He decided that I was ‘The One’. At first, when he got the message machine he was frantic and sat on his
bed looking at the phone - willing it to ring.
The next day, when we did get together, we talked for many hours. He talked and I mostly listened. Every
now and again, I would ask him point blank questions or probe deeper into what he was saying. I said many
things in different ways, but for the most part, the meanings of my words were this ‘You Matter’.
The thing that really hit home to me, was that he told me that when I hadn’t returned his call, he had lain on
his bed in the foetal position and a calmness came over him. He found himself having an ‘In Head
Conversation’ with me. In this conversation he told me his most honest and intimate thoughts and feelings;
he went back over his life and gave me all the hidden secrets. In his mind, I cared, and in his mind I held
him, and I said, “This world needs people like you – you matter”.
This is only one example of several times that I have been witness to the difference between the life or death
of a person by the simple application of words.
Another time, a young man came into my business to rob me. He had a gun, which he showed me (didn’t
point it at me) and he said, “I could rob you or even kill you if I wanted.”
It seemed like a very odd situation and an even stranger conversation. What I found most interesting is the
calmness and gentleness that came over me. I sensed that there was something not quite right (apart from
the fact that he wanted to rob or kill me). I found myself speaking to him as if I knew him and totally
disregarded the gun and the threat.
He had a young girl with him who just stood back and observed, she then wet her pants and pee’d on my
floor. I chose not to react to her and kept on talking to the young man, trying to help him with some better
options. She suddenly took him by the arm and said, “Let’s go”. They both said “Thanks. See ya.” and left.
I wondered if they were going to try ‘Hitting up the Chemist’ a few doors down. I called the Chemist to
alert him, before I called the police.
The police mentioned they had been looking for them as they had walked out of a mental hospital a few
days earlier. The Policeman said that they had had a number of calls from people who had, in fact, been
robbed.
I am using these examples to indicate just how important our choice of words can be. Every day there are
countless events in which someone will live or someone will die depending on the words that we choose.
Less dramatically, but just as importantly, I want to bring to your attention the astounding impact we have
on each others’ lives by our choice of words in our day-to-day interactions.
Behind the Words
We greatly underestimate the interpretation or meaning behind our words. We also forget the importance of
the tone or intention of our words. Saying, “Hello” and “Nice day, isn’t it?” are not just about the weather,
you are saying, “I acknowledge you and I am extending friendship to you”.
How often do you find yourself looking away from a stranger or even a familiar face just to avoid having to
say hello? Sometimes people are so mean with their hellos, I think that they must think that ‘Hello’ is gold.
Usually, if you give away a greeting you also get one back!
I would say that almost everything that I have achieved in life happened because someone at the time gave
me some kind of feedback or positive input.
I’m a pretty capable and confident person, but like anyone I do have doubts and insecurities. When I’m
charting unknown waters I really do need someone to encourage, validate or motivate me. Imagine how
desperately a shy or insecure person needs a few words? Boy, if someone like me can thrive and soak it up,
then you can imagine that to someone more needy your kind words must feel like angel dust being sprinkled
over them.
Since making this connection - that words are medicine, I have become increasingly aware and observant of
peoples interactions. A few weeks back, I was at the markets which were extremely crowded and hot. I
was drinking coffee in the courtyard when I noticed a young girl in a wheelchair. She had no arms or legs
and manoeuvred the wheelchair with her chin. So many thoughts flooded my mind; I couldn’t help but
wonder if she was the bravest person that I had ever seen.
I guess that most people on seeing her also can’t help but wonder how she manages. To cope with all that
she must have to endure is in itself phenomenal. To be able to get out and about, claiming as much freedom
and independence as her limitations allow her, was incomprehensible to me.
The thing that really impacted on me the most though was how every single person walking by acted as if
she were invisible. Sure, they all looked back or whispered among themselves. I am as guilty as the rest of
them: I empathised and observed, but I did not speak with her or offer her any form of kindness or
acknowledgement. It played on my mind for some time after as I felt that I could and should have.
Click the Next button for Part 2.
Copyright Sonya Green 2006
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Words as a Healing Force
In the beginning, was the word… Everything ever created was probably
initiated by a word, perhaps in thought-form, but a word none the less.
We have become so accustomed to using words that it is easy to forget that
words and language as we know it today are man-made tools.
Communication before the invention of spoken or written language was a
mixture of gestures, grunts, body language, symbols and I suspect it was
mostly telepathic. Language has greatly increased and sped up our exchange
of thought; it has sophisticated, enhanced and simplified our exchanges. It has
probably also created more confusion, misunderstanding and deception than
anything else.
We take language for granted these days and probably never even think about
it or the power of words, until we find ourselves temporarily without them. A
simple thing like being without a phone for a day can totally throw us. A sore
throat will quickly remind us how reliant we are on words. Of course, it really
confronts us when we travel to a foreign country and find ourselves in a new
world of language in which we are excluded. When we are in a situation in
which we cannot use verbal or written language, we frustratingly and clumsily,
find ourselves resorting to symbols, gestures, grunts and telepathic exchanges.
Even though words are probably the most powerful tool that we have in today’
s world, we rarely think about them and we greatly underestimate their power.
Words can create and words can destroy. People have died and people have
thrived due to the powerful effect of words.
My interest in words is in the power or effectiveness of ‘Words as a Healing
Force’. Words can be medicine and words can be poison.
So many people these days look to natural therapies or healing techniques in
search of effective ways to heal without harm. We have become very
disillusioned, most discerning and educated about main-stream medicine.
Many will explore alternative options to mainstream medicine such as nutrition,
herbs, acupuncture, reiki, aromatherapy, exercise and psychic or energy work.
Any or all of these can be effective, but the most underestimated facet of
healing is that almost all disease and illness has a relationship with the mind and
emotions. At the most basic level, we forget that the mind and body are
interconnected. Many physical conditions are either created or maintained by
psychological conditions such as stress, fear, low self-esteem, hatred,
loneliness or any one of many negative thinking habits.
Many physical illnesses are cured by emotional healing. Our emotions are
profoundly influenced by our own self-talk or by our interpretation of
statements made to us.
We can be deeply injured, permanently damaged and fundamentally changed
by just one simple sentence. Sometimes, that sentence is delivered by
someone else. Sometimes that sentence may actually have been some
statement that we made which we took on board and locked in as a belief.
Words can cut through you like a knife. Words can hold such venom or
poison that they can damage, destroy or kill more effectively than a physical
weapon. How many suicides or murders could have been prevented by just
one sentence, one kindness or just an attentive listener?
How often would a policeman hear the words, “He said…” as an explanation
for domestic violence. How many wars were started with a thoughtless or
provocative dialogue. How many people are dead or emotionally crippled due
to the careless or vicious placements of words?
Just take a moment and think back into your own history. Consider the times
when you have been deeply or perhaps permanently changed, wounded or
maybe almost destroyed by a statement. You might also acknowledge things
that you never achieved or things that you failed or just never attempted
because of a poisonous sentence.
Recently, a friend of mine left a message on my phone service asking me to
give him a call. I didn’t get the message until the next day. When I called him
back, he said that he had wanted to discuss something with me and asked if he
could drop by.
I hadn’t seen him for a while and I didn’t really know him on a deep level. We
had always been friendly, and we had known each other for a long time, but I
couldn’t say that we were close or intimate friends. I couldn’t recall ever
having had any real heart-to-heart talks. I was totally ‘Gob-Smacked’ when I
saw him. He had lost so much weight that he looked like ‘A Gray Skeleton’
and his eyes were sunken and black circled.
He said that he had called the day before as he was desperate and in so much
pain, that he had decided to kill himself. He had spent the morning in bed
weighing up the pros and cons and found that there were no pros. He had
concluded that it was not only the best option for himself but had also
rationalized that it would be a relief to his family and friends if he would just
‘Go Away’.
Somewhere deep within him, he must have had some reservation or some
sense of guilt. He felt that he, “Just needed to run a few questions by
someone”.
In the beginning, was the word… Everything ever created was probably
initiated by a word, perhaps in thought-form, but a word none the less.
We have become so accustomed to using words that it is easy to forget that
words and language as we know it today are man-made tools.
Communication before the invention of spoken or written language was a
mixture of gestures, grunts, body language, symbols and I suspect it was
mostly telepathic. Language has greatly increased and sped up our exchange
of thought; it has sophisticated, enhanced and simplified our exchanges. It has
probably also created more confusion, misunderstanding and deception than
anything else.
We take language for granted these days and probably never even think about
it or the power of words, until we find ourselves temporarily without them. A
simple thing like being without a phone for a day can totally throw us. A sore
throat will quickly remind us how reliant we are on words. Of course, it really
confronts us when we travel to a foreign country and find ourselves in a new
world of language in which we are excluded. When we are in a situation in
which we cannot use verbal or written language, we frustratingly and clumsily,
find ourselves resorting to symbols, gestures, grunts and telepathic exchanges.
Even though words are probably the most powerful tool that we have in today’
s world, we rarely think about them and we greatly underestimate their power.
Words can create and words can destroy. People have died and people have
thrived due to the powerful effect of words.
My interest in words is in the power or effectiveness of ‘Words as a Healing
Force’. Words can be medicine and words can be poison.
So many people these days look to natural therapies or healing techniques in
search of effective ways to heal without harm. We have become very
disillusioned, most discerning and educated about main-stream medicine.
Many will explore alternative options to mainstream medicine such as nutrition,
herbs, acupuncture, reiki, aromatherapy, exercise and psychic or energy work.
Any or all of these can be effective, but the most underestimated facet of
healing is that almost all disease and illness has a relationship with the mind and
emotions. At the most basic level, we forget that the mind and body are
interconnected. Many physical conditions are either created or maintained by
psychological conditions such as stress, fear, low self-esteem, hatred,
loneliness or any one of many negative thinking habits.
Many physical illnesses are cured by emotional healing. Our emotions are
profoundly influenced by our own self-talk or by our interpretation of
statements made to us.
We can be deeply injured, permanently damaged and fundamentally changed
by just one simple sentence. Sometimes, that sentence is delivered by
someone else. Sometimes that sentence may actually have been some
statement that we made which we took on board and locked in as a belief.
Words can cut through you like a knife. Words can hold such venom or
poison that they can damage, destroy or kill more effectively than a physical
weapon. How many suicides or murders could have been prevented by just
one sentence, one kindness or just an attentive listener?
How often would a policeman hear the words, “He said…” as an explanation
for domestic violence. How many wars were started with a thoughtless or
provocative dialogue. How many people are dead or emotionally crippled due
to the careless or vicious placements of words?
Just take a moment and think back into your own history. Consider the times
when you have been deeply or perhaps permanently changed, wounded or
maybe almost destroyed by a statement. You might also acknowledge things
that you never achieved or things that you failed or just never attempted
because of a poisonous sentence.
Recently, a friend of mine left a message on my phone service asking me to
give him a call. I didn’t get the message until the next day. When I called him
back, he said that he had wanted to discuss something with me and asked if he
could drop by.
I hadn’t seen him for a while and I didn’t really know him on a deep level. We
had always been friendly, and we had known each other for a long time, but I
couldn’t say that we were close or intimate friends. I couldn’t recall ever
having had any real heart-to-heart talks. I was totally ‘Gob-Smacked’ when I
saw him. He had lost so much weight that he looked like ‘A Gray Skeleton’
and his eyes were sunken and black circled.
He said that he had called the day before as he was desperate and in so much
pain, that he had decided to kill himself. He had spent the morning in bed
weighing up the pros and cons and found that there were no pros. He had
concluded that it was not only the best option for himself but had also
rationalized that it would be a relief to his family and friends if he would just
‘Go Away’.
Somewhere deep within him, he must have had some reservation or some
sense of guilt. He felt that he, “Just needed to run a few questions by
someone”.
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