Brittany; this one is for you.
Brittany's post to me on Facebook triggered a deep feeling of satisfaction, of joy, so I pondered the power of saying nice things, of giving compliments and kudos.
Sometimes the right words go emotionally deep, to untouchable places, to places not usually reached because they are buried so deep in obscurity, far far away from joy or pain.
You never know, for sure, what another person needs. You can't know. You can't know the crossed tangled emotional wires of another human.
The power of saying nice things means we aren't invisible. It helps a human to be seen, to be acknowledged. When our struggle is recognized our humanity is recognized. The power of saying nice things enriches us, helps us grow. Saying nice things makes us feel emotionally beautiful, worthy. Worthy to emerge from our cocoon and share the planets air.
The power of saying nice things affects us, touches us, transforms us. Sometimes it feels like divinity in action. It expands our vision of ourselves. The power of saying nice things makes a person feel uplifted, closer to God somehow.
Expand? Worthy? Uplifted? Co-joined to something bigger than ourselves? Man needs the Divine.
Kind words has the power to feed the soul, that infinitesimally small spot somewhere inside us. It recognizes we are congruent with who we are meant to be, that we are on the right path. They recognize our deeper mission on Earth -- our soul job.
There are many compliments given and received, nice words, kind words like " You look good in that dress." or "These cookies are delicious." they are loved but they don't go deep and obscure, they don't feed the soul. And, we, as limited humans have no way of knowing what words are going to touch who, or when, or how deep. It is amazing when somebody walks back into your life 10, 20, or 30 years later and says to you, your kindness touched me deeply.
So thank you Brittany for the kind words and the seed for this blog, an expansion on the thought: The Power of Kind Words.
They said of General George Patton during World War II, "Give him a headline and he is good for thirty miles." Well I feel if you give me a compliment I'm good for thirty miles.
And a word about working: If you don't love what you do, love why you do it.
Love Aunt Jan
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