I am unnaturally interested in words and in language - they are crucial to communication which is in turn vital to understanding. And if there is one thing I crave almost more than any other, it is understanding.
To that end words are very important to me, and in looking back at 2011 there are several - admittedly heavy - words which have stood out. (Well . . .you wouldn't be interested in "light words" would you???)
Here they are, my favourite 11 words of 2011:
1. Faith
This is a word I’ve spent lots of time thinking about – and
writing about – in 2011. I can’t really define it and I certainly don’t mean it
in a religious way, but I think what I mean when use the word faith is the unshakable
belief in something for which there is no tangible reason to do so. Belief
without proof.
In our 21st century data driven world of
materialism and extreme tangibility, it strikes me that faith is becoming more
of a rarity – and yet perhaps we all need faith now more than ever?
2. Courage
I’ve seen a lot of courage in 2011 – and a lot of cowardice,
its antonym. I have been both courageous and cowardly myself. I am proud of my
courage and ashamed of my cowardice.
During this last year, I have been especially humbled by
people who face challenges in their lives which make any I have seem utterly
trivial and pathetic – fighting life threatening disease, facing long term
unemployment, marriages breaking up, financial ruin, and so on.
Courage is not always easy to find in one’s self – and
sometimes we need to be inspired by others or outside influences – but courage,
combined with faith, is what it takes to get us through periods of uncertainty,
doubt and despair.
To those people who suffer, struggle or fear – take courage.
Even lions are afraid sometimes. Don’t give in to cowardice.
3. Compassion
Around two years ago I read a book by the religious
historian and philosopher Karen Armstrong. A book about compassion. It had a
huge impact on me. Since reading that book I have been much more consciously
aware of the importance and value of being compassionate. I believe that as a
result I am slightly more compassionate than I was and also slightly more
predisposed to increasing my compassion over time.
In simple terms compassion is encapsulated in the mantra “do
unto others as you would have them do unto you”. It necessitates understanding,
empathy, forgiveness and hope. I think it is the most positive force for good
in a world full of unnecessary compromise and often evil.
Compassion does not need to become zealousness or dogma,
just a matter of simple and quiet reflection from time to time.
4. Self
In reflecting at various points in the year about things
such as happiness, satisfaction, peace of mind etc, it has consistently struck
me that I, and most people I know, under value
- and thus under attend to and under nourish - a very important
relationship. The relationship with our selves.
I wrote about this fairly often in 2011 and on my own personal
journey have come to learn more deeply the value of taking care of one’s self. This
is not just an act of self-preservation or self-love, but an act of
understanding, empathy and trust.
And when one gets better at taking care of one’s self, you
get a lot better at taking care of other people – and allowing them to take
care of you.
5. Neglect
I have neglected myself and those that I love frequently
during 2011. It is only normal to do so
as we are only human and confused most of the time. But neglect is not always a
passive condition related only to apathy. It is often very active, driven by
self-absorption and selfishness and the results of neglect can be very damaging
to ourselves and to others.
The good news (yes, I am a positive person, remember . . .) is
that our neglect of ourselves and of others is usually kept in check by little
spiritual or physical “post-it” notes which we receive and which prompt us to
end our neglect and pay attention.
In our health this is through symptoms, in our relationships,
friendships and interactions with the world at large, it can be more
complicated, but usually signs of neglect manifest themselves after a while.
My advice is don’t ignore them. Don’t allow yourself to
neglect too much or too often, or you will become neglected…
6. Synchronicity / Συνχρονικότητα
I love this word.
And I love it in Greek in particular where it has a beautiful flavour.
It is a
Jungian concept which can be basically be defined as ‘coincidence with meaning’
(for my Greek friends "συμπτώσεις που έχουν νόημα")
What I love most
about the concept of synchronicity is that it basically denies the existence of
luck. If you believe in synchronicity then the things that happen to you, the
people that you meet, the places you experience, are all somehow endowed with
meaning and import. Almost, but not quite, like destiny.
And what have I
got against luck? Well they way we conceive of luck makes it seem so arbitrary
and therefore subject to a great deal of unfairness. ("I can’t help it if I’m lucky" . . .from Idiot Wind by Bob Dylan) . .
.
I also draw
comfort and a sense of purpose from the idea that the things that happen in
life happen for a reason. (And my curious part loves to try and figure out what
that reason is).
7. Growth
Growth and growing. As a large person it would appear that I
have done quite a bit of growing – in all dimensions, but 2011 made me think
more about what kind of growth internally one undergoes. No co-incidence I
suppose that 2011 saw me I leap over the hurdle of my 40th birthday
and into middle age . . .
But aside from my own reflections, I also observed several
other people “grow” in 2011 and some who haven’t yet.
I think one of the important stages of our adulthood is when
we realize that it's all down to us. That we’re responsible. That we’re
vulnerable. That there ARE NO givens any more. That it is time to put away
foolish things. That it is time to GROW THE FUCK UP.
It doesn’t happen overnight – that’s for sure – and there is
a tough period of time where people (and I did it a lot, and still do
sometimes) PLAY at being grown up – only to retreat to their childish ways
where “it doesn’t matter”, where others will take care of things, and where
we’ll worry about tomorrow tomorrow.
Our parents provide the ultimate comfort in
this regard, but so do friends, colleagues and lovers – anyone who makes us
feel safe and secure so that we can abuse their protection and care until
we’re ready to grow up. And some people take a long time to do that – while
others are forced into it much more quickly due to circumstance.
Most people are frightened of growing up because at one
specific point you have to jump and choose to have faith in yourself and your
resources to survive emotionally, practically and financially – and you have to
leave the providers of those things behind. The relationship with them changes
irrevocably and forever.
I caught up with a good friend recently after a year or so
and she started telling me how she had grown up. She had faced the fear, taken
the plunge and was a different, much more together person and is ready for the
next stage of life. It was so good to see that change and to hear her talk
about it.
Similarly it is very tough to watch other people struggling with
it or even denying it, externalizing everything into other people’s fault, or
complaining about how unfair life is.
Life is what you make it. We all deserve what we deserve in
life. Nothing less or more.
Here’s to growing up!
8. Sputnik
I learned the meaning of this word while reading Haruki Murakami’s
wonderful book “Sputnik Sweetheart”.
“Sputnik” means “fellow traveller” or “fellow travelling
companion” from Russian – although apparently its roots lie in the early Russian translation of the Greek bible from Koine Greek (New Testament Greek) and probably
relates to the word “κοινωνειν” which means “fellowship” or the “ability to
share a common life”.
I like very much the idea that Plato articulates in the
Socratic dialogue “Gorgias” where Socrates affirms that what a bad man lacks is
the ability to “κοινωνειν” or to share a common life. This common life Plato
goes on to describe in the Republic.
Our ability to find goodness and truth (in ourselves) lies
in our ability to share with others. The
others being our sputniks.
9. Tizita
Another literary / musical inspiration – this time from the
wonderful “Cutting For Stone” by Abraham Verghese.
In this book I first learned of “Tizita” - an Amharic word
from Ethiopia.
“It can mean, in the
first place, memory and the act of memory. Some dictionaries parenthetically
add nostalgia, or the memory of loss and longing—and nostalgia certainly evokes
the word’s attendant mood, its melancholy, which is discernible in the way
Amharic speakers use it even in the most quotidian exchanges. Secondly, tizita
refers to one of the scales or modes in secular Ethiopian music, one that
conjures up in sonic terms the word’s dictionary meaning of nostalgia. Finally,
and incorporating the two, tizita refers to a signature ballad in the Amharic
songbook, which always takes the form of an expression of loss. At bottom,
tizita is a ballad about the memory of love loss.”
(Dag Woubshet -Assistant
Professor of English at Cornell from Addis Ababa, Ethiopia)
In short, it is Ethiopian blues. It also recalls the Sodade
(or Saudade) genre from Cape Verde and made popular by the late Cesaria Evora.
tizitash zeweter wode ene eye metah
(First line of the “Tizita” - if you want to know what it means, Google it.)
You don't always know what you'll be longing for- until it's
gone
10. Purpose
This was a word I used and thought about a great deal in the
second half of the year.
One reason is my obsessive curiosity which drives me to know
how things work and what they are for – i.e. what purpose do they serve?
On another level I realized that life has to have a purpose.
And that a happy life has to have purpose beyond one’s self. Back to “κοινωνειν”
in a way.
I have been thinking about purpose and its relationship to
my (self) identity and how our sense of purpose defines us and our actions.
Change our purpose, change our actions. Our wants and needs define our choices.
While I am capable of defining many purposes in and for
myself, defining just one eludes me. As for purpose beyond just myself, that is
much, much more difficult.
11. Forgiveness
I have left my favourite word for last in this list of 11
words.
2011 was a year of forgiveness for me, although forgiveness
is something which blessedly comes to me with some ease and naturally. I am –
to that degree – a forgiving person.
I have many friends who chastise me for being “too forgiving”
– the implication being that I let people walk all over me, am a pushover or am
weak. I reject both the accusation and the implication entirely. It neither
does me - nor the person I am forgiving - justice. (I do forgive my friends for
saying it though.)
Forgiveness is the kindest gift we can give other people. It
is compassion encapsulated in a single act. It is very hard to do sometimes,
but if we can find a way to do it, it is enormously liberating and healing.
The source of one very heated debate one evening with a
large group of friends (the kind of debate and discussion which reminded me of
my beloved days in Greece as it took place at around 3am and was fuelled with
much wine and passion!) involved me being asked if I could forgive someone who
raped and killed my own child. (My answer was “yes – I could” – but it would be
one of the hardest acts of forgiveness I could imagine).
I don’t think we can really be selectively forgiving if we
want to be truly at peace with ourselves. It’s kind of all or nothing.
Life is too short not to forgive.
I recommend everyone tries it in 2012.
