Competence is culturally determined. What works in one culture fails in another.*
(Maureen O’Hara and Graham Leicester)
Almost anyone can learn to think or believe or know, but not a single human being can be taught to feel. Why? Because whenever you think of you believe or you know, you’re a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you’re nobody but yourself.**
(E. E. Cummings)
You may recall, I am using Keri Smith’s Wreck This Journal as my morning journal right now. Here’s the instruction on a page I’ve used today:
A PAGE for FOUR-LETTER WORDS^.
I search for the four letter words I’ve used and I find these (perhaps not the ones Smith anticipated): good, keep, evil, life, live, rain, felt, open, feel, grow, hold, holy.
Of course, many of these words won’t remain as four letters when they’re translated into other languages, and in some becoming characters rather than letters.
I often think, though, this is where the fun begins for those willing to play. An idea or thought can be at its most dynamic when it has to cross a border, when it has to be interpreted.
When I say playfulness, I don’t only mean I am open to think about something that has come from beyond my borders, but also what I feel about it. We hold possibility in our hearts, where what we feel joins with what we think. And something new emerges.
What are we going to do with all the wonder coming towards us from here, there and everywhere?