Truth is, words are powerful things. Names are powerful things. Words are names for things, and people, and ideas – incantations giving life and meaning to what we experience and hope for. A bridge, from my head to yours.
There is magic in a bridge.
See what I mean? I say ‘bridge’ and all these images come to mind.
I name a specific bridge, and even more magic. Explosions to chains of magic.
- Rainbow Bridge (immediate associations that come to mind: leprechauns; Rainbow Bright; Logan, Utah)
- London Bridge (England; Sleepy Joe; ancestry; decapitated heads; Arizona?)
- Bifrost Bridge (Chris Hemsworth; billy goats gruff; Marvel marathon with kids)
- Bridge to Terabithia (counting warts on my hands during reading time in elementary; scruffy dogs; childhood friend and Dumbo)
These word-things, they're truly something, aren't they? To be able to paint a feeling in my heart onto the canvas of this screen, however abstract it may seem. Impossible, really, but therein lies the magic.
You, over there, on the other side of this digital bridge. Tell me something about bridges, or strangers, or broken things. Fixed things. Wordswordswords. Ready, go: