We live in a world of self-directed communication, and here’s what I mean by that. Most of what we take in to our receptors today is via printed text on a device. It might be a news story on a computer screen, or 140 characters on phone, or hell, even some pedantic bloggers self-aggrandizing exploration of their life. (Yeah…I know what I just did there.)
The thing, however, that we do is run all those words through our own UNIVAC machine until it sounds the way we think it should. We are, so often, wrong about where those words were coming from or what the intent of the sender was when they initiated them. Often dead wrong. Wars have started for less. How many times have we thought we knew someone through their words, only to find out they are not what we expected. That can go either way, of course. They could be less…or more.
I had a more.
I have been texting, and emailing someone for a bit, until I was finally able to hear the voice behind the words. How we forget that a voice is made up of waves of vibrations, alternating in the amplitude of their frequency, until those waves penetrate our ears to be decoded and felt within our heads. Sympathetic vibrations anyone?
The joy I felt as my mind danced to the cadence of the way those words were phrased…to the timbre of that voice…the lilt of that laugh. It was refreshing and exciting. I strongly encourage any and all to stop translating someone’s message into the voice you think it should be…let that voice ring clear and speak to you in it’s purest form…that of the voice of the sender. Let it wrap around you and cascade over you until there can be no hiding from it’s intent. Then wear it like a blanket pulled fresh from the dryer on a winter morning.
the production of a sense impression relating to one sense or part of the body by stimulation of another sense or part of the body.