Time for a new word post and our word is Lyan. Pronounced (eye-an) it represents and stands for n. dreamer.
I look at this recent picture of myself. I see a tired, battle ridden self, mustering a faint smile, but I also see a survivor. I see the wrinkles just a little deeper, but hey…I earned them, right? The hair just a little whiter, a gaze that stares into the distance, who has a few interesting stories to tell.
But regardless of what I see, and what I have encountered in this life so far. What battles I have fought and what demons I have slayed. Throughout it all I have always represented this word and I have never stopped being a dreamer. It’s our dreams that keep us alive, that have us looking forward to all the possibilities, and it is our dreams that fuel our heart and soul with fire. So don’t forget to take time out and add a hefty dose of dreaming to your day. And remember that the best dreams are dreamt with your eyes wide open.
It’s been awhile for a new word post and this one seems timely and fitting. As always I don’t believe it’s a coincidence that it has come into my life.
Inara: m: Arabic; shining light
Walking through the forest the other day during a rare break, I found this form of shining light, illuminating this plant beautifully. It captured me and I stood and admired it’s beauty. I have seen this plant before and even photographed it before, but the perfect moment of shining light capturing it gave it a whole different perspective and look.
Now there is a whole different meaning to this word named Inara, and sometimes I feel like the subject when so many of you shine your light upon me. When you are such bright beacons on my horizon, when the world temporarily turns dark. You pick me up with your comments and walking besides me. You make me glow with the reflection of your shining light, seeing me through. For each and every one of you is a shining light in my life and makes all the difference in the world. So, this one, this word, is dedicated to you and comes with a great big thank you and much, much love.
Quatervois has crossed my path this week and I thought it was perfectly describing my current state.
(n) a crossroads; a critical decision or turning point in one’s life.
As I look back on my life, I recognize a few of such crossroads. I take comfort in knowing that no matter how hard each one has been, eventually the heartache subsided and revealed new opportunities and growth. But going through these turning points sure wretches at our hearts, our sanity and it stings. Badly…
Finally, a new word post, and to be honest I’ve been missing these carefree, sometimes funny words that turn into lighthearted posts. So many words have spoken to me lately, but it’s impossible to mention them all, and sometimes it’s still beyond me that in the midst of everything, I’ve managed posting period. I recognize the importance of this outlet for me. Writing, and emptying the emotional bank from time to time, such as today. It’s a good thing when you can take stock, be your own motivator, realize and acknowledge your struggles and sometimes even laugh at yourself. It seems I am having a day like this today, running myself through a myriad of emotions and feelings.
Today’s word reminds me of Namaste, a word we healers and Yogis often use to respectfully great one another. Translated Namaste means “I bow to you. I see you (even without words.) I honor the place in you which is of love, of truth, of light and of peace.”
Our new word is Hotmeste, (hehehe) and could be translated as “The hot mess in me, recognizes the hot mess in you and it is divinely beautiful.” Like an outsider and bystander, I realize the hot mess I am today. How my feelings are still so fragile and dictated by what’s going on in my life and mainly by my other half. How you hold me like a rag doll, pulling the strings, in charge of whether I feel happy, normal perhaps, or sad. After all it is a big part as to why we are here, aren’t we?
There you go, and from time to time we all become a hot mess. Filled with love and light, peace and calm, or anxiety and a hot mess, I see you and myself today. I acknowledge, forgive and be gentle with myself, for we are always divinely beautiful in each unique appearance. Even if we are a hot mess.
It stands for the extraordinary determination in the face of adversity.
May we all have prevail in the face of adversity and trust it to be one of our greatest teachers. I say embrace the pain, believe in it’s lesson and stay determined beyond measure. We got this and I believe in all of us.
Today’s new word is CWTCH: (n) Welsh, pronounced “kutch”
I was first introduced to this word by my follow blogger, now soul sister Ananda Amenet . I imagine she can give an amazing CWTCH, one that says a thousand words without a word being spoken. You know what I’m talking about and a hug can do all that.
CWTCH stands for a hug, a cuddle or snuggle. It creates a private, safe place in two people’s heart. It is snuggling and cuddling, loving, protecting, and safeguarding all rolled into one.
CWTCH has no literal English translation, but is an emotionally significant embrace and an intrinsically Welsh word that evokes a sense of home. It reminds of Hygge, a danish word, similar and yet different, creating that cosines and a sense of well being one gets when they feel at home. At home in their country or at home in the arms of someone they love.
The Cinnamon pup is once again standing in for our word of the week which is “Woolgathering.”
I never heard it before but it is the indulgence in aimless thought or dreamy imagining.
That is what comes to mind when I look at this picture and she seems perfectly content. Engaged in aimless thought and dreamy imagination, she looks blissful and it makes me want to go to that, very…place. So with no further ado, it is my wish for you this week to find many woolgathering moments and dream away.
Yay…It’s new word day and today’s word is another funny one that just has me grinning from ear to ear. I believe I have found the perfect picture to describe the mystery of Flumadiddle. Either way, it’s our word and I wonder if you have heard it before?
Well take a look at the Cinnamon Girl. See her back and her Mohawk going down her spine? She spikes her hair when another dog is on the other side of the fence, as seen here, or sometimes when strangers are visible and to make an appearance of looking extra intimidating.
Utter nonsense and there you have it, the description of our word this week. Flumadiddle which means utter nonsense 🤣