The Words You Speak Become the House You Live in…

Dear Reader:

Yesterday I plopped down at my kitchen table to eat lunch-after a morning of catch-up errands, and caught a question -answer discussion (about apparently some acronym) referring to thankfulness and gratefulness.

I turned the volume up and the host was asking what an ” I” in the word stood for. ” Intentional ” responded the guest back to the host. He started talking about living an ” intentional life.” It made me stop and think again about the word ” intentional.”

Intentional means deliberate or done on purpose. Today it has sometimes gotten a negative ” rap” because we hear it more often in connection with a deliberate or intentional wrong/doing. But that is not true of the essence behind living an ” intentional ” life.

Didn’t Jesus and his followers, his disciples, live an intentional, purposeful life …spreading the ” good news?” Jesus intentionally chose his words carefully throughout his ministries on earth.

In an interesting site ( Spiral Up) one article talked about the invisible energy forces produced by our thoughts and words. This was followed by the observation that said ” It’s important to be conscious of how we are composing our life scripts with our words.”

Writing a daily post… composing and sharing my thoughts and daily life observations… requires me to live an ” intentional life” -deliberate in transferring the thoughts in my head and heart to paper.

Believe me… many a day I find myself deleting whole paragraphs after re-reading what I just wrote- sometimes it is quite a balancing act between sharing thoughts and ideas about a life journey but not forcing opinions on others. Modern life really is a tightrope act. I don’t always succeed but believe me my ” intentions” are to just share the joys of life , as well as, the challenges, and humor… to laugh together!

So until tomorrow… It becomes clearer and clearer to me that everyone of us ” intentionally” and purposefully should tell our story because … like no two people are alike… no two stories are alike. Sharing new perspectives, passions, dreams, along with personal challenges ( health, financial, vocational, etc.) helps our fellow life travelers find their own place in the sun.

” To Survive You Must Tell Stories…it is then we come alive.” Umberto Eco
I loved this thought on the jeep in front of me going to Wellmore Wednesday-stories are our guides

Today is my favorite day -Winnie the Pooh

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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