I’ve had lots of discussions about the power of human influence. There’s much to cover. What is it that we can do that puts us in the greatest position to impact another person. To affect another person.
Quote after quote talks about the power of words. The impact of words. Our greatest drug. What they have more power then.
But there’s a funny thing about words. They’re easy. And so, though on the high end, they may have the ability to move, to build, to halt, to destroy, to inspire, to elevate, to bewilder, to deflate. On the highest of ends I see that. I get it.
But you can also throw words away. You can lose them. They can leave you before you pass a thought.
That’s the range of words. You know what does words one better?
Touch can be beautiful. Touch can be devastating. But it is always acknowledged. It is powerfully deliberate. And as a result, it’s rare to have touch that isn’t meaningful. Impactful.
I’m not saying it can’t be accidental. But you give it your own whirl and tell me, in the end, which made the greatest impact. A casual word, or casual contact.
Elbow. Cheek. Hand. Head. Shoulder. Waist. Knee.
More than a thousand words, son, I tell you, placing your hand on any one of these places can erase the need for words. Can show us the limitation of words.
Today you make me proud because you get it. I tried telling you that, but I grabbed your two fingers and held on through the night instead.