Fluency

This post is inspired by Sunday Scriblings post 205.

Fluency to me is associated with Motion, Liquid and Language. In this post I want to reflect upon the notion of Language.

Recently R and I wondered whether we were speaking the same language as we sometimes struggled to understand each other, in terms of what made us tick. We had seemed to drift away from the reasons why we had got married in the first place, although I suppose that after twelve years together things become complacent, common place and unexciting. We had lost the fluidity that brought us together in the first place. We were now the same people but tarnished with life experience, tiredness, and stress, we had lost the spontenaity, joy and flush that comes with first discovering each other.

I spent a lot of time reflecting about how we had lost our connection, understanding and meaning in tandem. Upon listening to a friend talk about how she did not understand her friends, I felt as if she was experiencing the same things that I was. I asked how she had found a way through and I was signposted to the "Five Love Languages" by Gary Chapman. I promptly purchased the book and needless since then we have been able to inject a new lease of life into a our relationship and our marriage. It turns out that we have been fluent in the same language all along we just did not recongnise the signs. We have had to make small changes and listen out for the markers that show us how we connect

It is strange how a book can help with the reflection, reconnection and show us that we are indeed fluent together.

Language

Language

This weeks Sunday Scribblings offering

If we did not have language where would we be?

If we could not communicate what would we do?

Language to me is a beautiful thing, a wonderful tool, an amazing form of communication. Each and every one of us has the capacity to use it in what ever form we choose. All over the world people are using language to make sentient points and discover new things. It is one of the combining factors that all of humanity share.

Language takes on many forms and each form has an essential uniqueness that sets it apart from another, some are easy to learn whilst others take a lot of time and effort. I myself would love to be fluent in Italian, but I only know a smattering. Is this because its too hard? or because in my busy life I just cannot be bothered? I think the later is right.

Learning process
Angrily Shouting
New words finding form
Gutteral utterings
Uniqueness at every turn
Absolutely Amazing
Gabbling fast
Evidenced through history