Words

These things that I am using now are incredibly powerful. They can mean so many different things, they can portray different emotions, they can even tell you possibly the personality of those behind their keyboards. 

Interesting how letters don’t mean much or in fact anything ; but when you put letters together, they mean something. When you then mix these letters around, they start to hold different meanings. Perhaps in my own imagination, I saw a parallel in the way people are, by means of communication or even physically being together. Like how letters are physically put together but still separated by spaces to make a meaning out of it, us humans have groups that segregate us into ‘words’. Communication seems to be the most complicated, personal and subjective means of ‘transport’. You might ask, ” Why inverted comma the ‘transport’ , or even use the word ‘transport’ , ” right? I’ll say communication brings people together, closer, or even further and more distant. But these play with the dimension of distances and length. Since we have measured relationships by such intrinsic ways, I found parallels and at the same time paradoxes. 

Communicating with someone creates a loop; (is that really traveling?) it requires a relationship to happen. Be it between strangers or best friends, communication barely goes in one direction. Communicating involves a form of traveling, more psychological and emotional actually. We empathise and listen to people, we travel into how their hearts feel, we travel essentially to their lives. Just imagine your friend sharing with you what he/she has done over the weekend; you move into that ‘space’ where it is as if you were them and experiencing it yourself. Truth to be, there will be some aspects lacking from being actually there and listening as a third party. But essentially you still move into their personal space and understand/perceive things the way they did. 

Words are the same ; I don’t think we can make sense of them if we do not understand them right? People are similar ; if we don’t hear and make sense of their words, we wouldn’t understand their intentions and what they are trying to convey as well.  

Words though, can be a double-edged sword. They can pierce through your heart and hurt you deeply , yet they have the same ability to turn you into the happiest human at a particular point in time. But the worst is: if words were left unspoken. 

Shannon L. Alder once said, “When you give yourself permission to communicate what matters to you in every situation you will have peace despite rejection or disapproval. Putting a voice to your soul helps you to let go of the negative energy of fear and regret.” 

Words and letters tend to fascinate me ; how they can so effectively be used as means of communications yet they can have the uncanny notion to how they should be used and when they could be used. They are paradoxical themselves, holding meanings at times but not at others. Or perhaps people use words contradictingly. 

Words are complicated, yes. But they are so interesting to the extent that a world might exist just for them. I admit that I barely spend my time understanding them even if and when I am so curious myself. I just make use of them and regurgitate until one day when I felt the pinch and tasted my own medicine that words do hurt if you do not use them properly. I cannot deny that many times I breeze through words thinking I really understand them: but in actual fact, I don’t. Seems like the case for some people as well. I think I know them and when I really get to interact with them, I realise there were many things that differed from hearing and knowing a person through social media and their friends, compared to knowing and talking to them individually. Basic example of the classic “Do not judge a book by its cover”. Guess many people still miss this point. (Work-in-progress thought)

And finally a quote I leave for us to ponder on our actions and intentions :

Listen with curiosity. Speak with honesty. Act with integrity. The greatest problem with communication is we don’t listen to understand. We listen to reply. When we listen with curiosity, we don’t listen with the intent to reply. We listen for what’s behind the words.

– Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart


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Lessons

Learning with a motivation is always better than learning just for the exam.

I experienced that myself today. (Yes, I am slow I know)

Learning can be really fun; we even learned a dance to remember the myotomes and dermatomes for our exams. (Hmm.. maybe I could incorporate dance in remembering my heavy content)

Did you know the ability to distinguish letters from numbers that people write on your skin is also used as a test for your sensory abilities? There is even a name to it; Graphesthesia. Cool isn’t it?

Recalling, the nursing home I used to work at  (I miss them so much) , I experienced with my eyes that the therapists tested for sensation with stroke patients using this ‘Graphesthesia’ method. It was really intriguing to me; and in my lecture notes it actually said that this is a less-practiced test. Hmm .. seems like that’s not the case here! I guess there isn’t any definition to what kind of tests can be done. There is an endless list; our bodies are so complicated yet detailed that I actually don’t think any scientist can unravel the full ‘formula’ (I would say) of the human body. Every individual is different, even twins. How can one ever replicate another human, or even use the same treatment method for another individual if all of us are different. I figured perhaps no treatment is universal in its optimal state, since everyone’s bodies have its own preference.

“Pain is subjective” , yes it is. There isn’t anything known as ‘pain signals’ , there are only nociceptors that are sent to the brain, and your brain interprets and decides if that is considered ‘pain’. Hence the former. Personal thought: Our bodies and mind are languages of their own, incomprehensible to any outsider or even us humans. Perhaps it’s one of the languages God created that is sacred to His creation.

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My dad gave me an English name long time ago, and I have been using it since I’ve been in uni. I once read somewhere that your identity is in your name, and I was worried about the effects of my changed name. Seems like it wasn’t much of a difference though. What are the possibilities that your identity goes with your name? Name = identity? Partially I’d say. I’ve been called in many ways; Meifei, Meifs, Faye, Fei .. but do they make any difference? Do you think your identity is determined by how people call you? Leave your thoughts if you have anything to comment or share!

Also, I realised I need to up my language game. I find myself missing out on English phrases/slang that cuts short the limit to my understanding sometimes. Reading should help right? Hope I get the time to read more. (Only during my holidays I suppose)

A quote I leave for you today :

A moment’s insight is sometimes worth a life’s experience.      

Oliver Wendell Holmes (1809-1894)

Signing off with love!

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I do miss them dearly, hope they are all coping fine ! 🙂