Language as Sacrament – Day Nine

When I was in primary school grammar instruction was compulsory, precise and rigorous. Understand the categories and rules and I could receive an ‘A.’ While I was an exemplary student, I am also mildly dyslexic—I just didn’t know it then. Categorization is excruciating for one with a dyslexic processing brain. And word order? Oy gevalt!… Continue reading Language as Sacrament – Day Nine

Weight of Words

It is likely irrefutable, if given adequate time to reflect, that the childhood chant, “sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me,” is categorically false. Words do hurt, and they can be used to wield a great deal of power. How we use our words matters. The Near East Rhetoric… Continue reading Weight of Words