I love you. These three little words have so much power, we have thousands upon thousands of books, poems, songs, films, classes and discussions to trying to decipher its meaning. Yet it is so simple to say, and so quickly thrown out—often without a second thought. I love my family. I love Thai food. I love my boyfriend. I love this bag. I love dancing. I love the Beatles. And do we mean it? Does the meaning of a word like “love” change, depending on what object or person it is applied to?
Because if it does, then we are in a way devaluing the meaning of love and what it stands for.
My question doesn’t merely apply to our usage of the word “love”—no, it applies to everything that we say. Do we mean what we say? It is easy, especially nowadays to emphasize the strength of actions over words. After all, how easy is it to dole out nonchalant promises in passing, to tweet our latest scathingly witty opinion on the internet? It is not surprising therefore that we no longer put much stock into words. But no matter how we feel toward them, they remain as effective as ever.
How can we re-infuse intentionality in our words? It’s undeniable; words are powerful.
If the idea seems basic, that’s because it is. How can we take a pause to consider the weight of our words? To consider the implications of the phrases we choose, in what they convey about both the things we are talking about and ourselves?
Post submitted by Michelle