Communication is a wonderful thing was the first thought in my waking mind early this morning. Then I pictured a few of our techniques like head nods, hand signals, and whistles. And then I thought about words, flowing, specific and meaningful words- even when the words themselves have no meaning. What a precious gift, to be able to talk and shout and sing. Of course, my favorite is the written word, the record of doing, feeling, and thinking. Yes, to write and speak is a blessing and miracle, to listen and understand, and by understanding connect, and through connection love, and with love be kind or generous, forgiving and patient.

Everything good and possible starts with words.