Monthly Archives: August 2017

Interstice

August 30, 2017Read More

interstice
\in-TER-stus\
noun
1 : a space that intervenes between things; especially : one between closely spaced things
2 : a short space of time between events

Interstice derives from the Latin interstitium, which is formed from the prefix inter-, meaning “between,” and -stes, meaning “standing.”

Time is a funny thing. It races and it drags. It is broken apart into lots of tiny unusable shards. We rush to places, only to find that we have to sit and wait. Our lives have become over scheduled and that leaves us with no time to pause and reflect upon the things that are happening around us. Sometimes that can be a good thing, but it can also allow things to accumulate around us while we are unaware. Timing is everything, my friends.
Our time is our most precious commodity. It may feel infinite, but it is limited…and no one knows when theirs is going to run out. Use your time wisely. Stretch it and reach deeply toward your priorities. Fill in the gaps with something mindful…instead of mindless. Off to go do something else with my few moments of quiet…until next time.

coalesce

August 30, 2017Read More

coalesce
\koh-uh-LESS\
verb
1: to grow together
2 a: to unite into a whole : fuse
b: to unite for a common end : join forces
3: to arise from the combination of distinct elements

Coalesce unites the prefix co- “together” and the Latin verb alescere, meaning “to grow.” The words adolescent and adult grew fro that same verb. The combining of separate parts into a whole can be a complicated undertaking, one that has baffled scientists and philosophers since the dawn of time. The sum of the parts can be more than the whole.

Lately, I feel like my thoughts are so scattered. I have some notes dashed off in five different notebooks, and some never make it out of my head and onto paper. I am trying to figure out how best to put it all together and create one single version. Some things come together naturally, but others take more work. It is hard to solve the middle steps of the process. I see where I am and where I want to end up, but I don’t know hot to combine it all in a masterful way that won’t seem forced or unnatural.

I have been pondering a lot of deep concepts lately. This word spoke to me….as did the word of the day last Thursday – opine: to express opinions. (Last Thursday was the first day of school and things were too crazy and I couldn’t properly collect my opinions to be able to opine!) So what do we grow from, and what do we gravitate toward? Many people know who they are and what they want to be from a very young age. Some take longer to figure it out, once they stop pretending to be something else and accept who they really are. I am working on a combination of the two states – being secure in who I am, and figuring out what I am meant to do in this lifetime. Here’s hoping that the path I am walking on will help give rise to something wonderful.

Oppugn

August 18, 2017Read More

oppugn
\uh-PYOON\
verb
1: to fight against
2: to call into question

This word comes from the Latin oppugnare, which derives from the combination of ob-, meaning “against,” and pugnare, meaning “to fight.” The SAT loves the words pugnacious, impugn, repugnant and pugilist.

Fighting. I have been doing a lot of this for a long time – mainly internally, with myself. I embarked on this self-assigned quest to define a word a day. It was a tall order, but that is totally my style. I was doing it, and I was proud. But it started to take a toll on me, and I started to dislike it. I fought to keep going for as long as I could. I felt like all the words were hitting odd chords of ambiguous origins and negative meanings. I had a hard time matching images to some of the words. I didn’t know if anyone was listening and I couldn’t keep it up. I decided to let it go. That made me feel a little better, but then it started to eat at me just as much as it was prior to stopping. I was defining myself as Vocabulary Girl, but I couldn’t enjoy my quest. Not good. All this time, I’ve been fighting to figure out who I am: to define myself. It is something I have always struggled with. I thought I knew, until things happened to make me question all previous decisions and make me fight some more. It is very frustrating to find out that you are not the things you thought you were….or the things you thought you were not.
I will try to keep fighting the good fight…while fighting to figure out who I am and what I was meant to do and where I should go next.