The Freedom of Naming Things
Nouns give us freedom.
They allow us to capture a whole lot of stuff, mostly adjectives, verbs and adverbs in a single word. They conjure up images, glorious images.
Imagine having to describe a cheetah, or a waterfall or a sunset, or a beautiful piece of technology. Every. Time.
Naming things frees us from them. But nouns also leave us free to imagine the nuances when someone else uses them. The sunset I see is not the same as yours.
Same goes for social infringements such as violence, poor behaviour, ugly architecture. By naming it, we own it. When we fail to own it, it owns us….
My own little revelation came this weekend when I named my “thing”: Championing Ethical Individuals.
For decades I have been skirting around it, trying to call it something else, saving it as the “secret sauce” for an otherwise run-of-the-mill coaching / training / speaking / writing offer.
But this weekend I tired of all that.
In my heart and soul I champion ethical individuals and ethical individualism.
This weekend I named it.
This weekend I owned it.
This weekend I became Free.
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