Actions Speak Louder than Words
Aligning Actions and Words
by Madisyn Taylor
Words carry a lot of weight in this world, but it is through our actions that we bring things into being.
Words carry a lot of weight in this world, from how we say them to what we say with them, but it is through our actions that we bring things into being. This is what we mean when we say to one another that actions speak louder than words. In many cases, what we say doesn’t necessarily line up with what we are doing, and it is here that it becomes clear that it’s easier to talk about doing something than it is to actually do something. At the same time, it’s easy to keep doing something that we don’t necessarily acknowledge ourselves doing verbally. It’s good for all of us to take a look every once and a while to make sure there is alignment between what we say and what we do.
For example, it’s easy to talk about our dreams, but it takes a lot more energy to take the many small steps that lead to bringing our dreams into reality. If all we ever do is talk about it, we begin to lose faith in ourselves because nothing changes on the external level. In this way, being all talk and no action is actually a form of self-sabotage. It’s also useful to examine our actions to see if, through them, we are following through on our words. For example, in expressing concern about the environment, we can look to make sure that we are taking the simple steps we can take to put that concern into action.
It’s always helpful to observe what we talk about and who we say we are, and then to observe what we actually do in the world. Sometimes we realize our actions haven’t caught up with what we are saying, and at other times we see that we might change our words in a way that it will more adequately reflect what we do in the world. Either way, the more we align our words and our deeds, the clearer we are in expressing our truth in the world, and the more powerful we are in bringing it into reality.
All I can say is it Friday yet? Please, Friday, hurry up and get here! I am sure you can imagine how my life is going right now, HA! And that’s not “HA” funny, it’s “HA” this is pathetic. I have always heard about people having their grown children move back in with them. But I never, ever, thought it would happen to me. I love my children to death and there is nothing I wouldn’t do for them. My son has been here today, it makes 3 days, and it seems like 3 years. He works the afternoon shift 2 – 10 p.m., and sometimes he work 12 hours. The last couple of nights he has come in and has wanted to talk. I have no problem listening to him and giving him advice (and of course, telling him his shit don’t stink, lol!). But he is a worse night owl than I am. He wants to talk till 4, 5 or 6 in the mornings. This old dog just can’t hang. The bad thing, this old dog ain’t that old but this lifestyle will make you an old dog quick.
Yesterday, I got so sleepy I couldn’t stand it. I decided I had too much to do to take a nap. So half asleep, Kiki and I waddled out the door. I forgot to put her leash on her because I was half asleep. Well she stayed on the porch like a good girl. I thought, “this is going to be a breezy.” So with my mind settled Kiki was going to behave, I started pulling up stones. I have been running into wolf spiders every other stone. I lifted this one up and sure enough, there sit a huge wolf spider. I went to beating him with one of the stones. In the meantime, a huge black Lab comes strolling down the street. Little Miss Perfect (Kiki) took off like a bullet. Well I forgot about the spider, but the spider didn’t me. As I was getting up, the spider bit me always on my rump but thank goodness he missed. He got me were your leg ends and then the fatty part of your rump begins. I can’t wait to go to the doctor, oh brother. But anyway, I took off running after my idiot dog. My neighbor finally caught her. After all this, I was starting to get sick from the bite. We came in the house and I laid down in the floor and went to sleep. I got up around 11:00 p.m. I cleaned up the kitchen and told my husband, he needed to talk to our son. So I went to bed because I was sick from the bite. Well believe it or not, my hubby talks to my son. Three o’clock in the morning, I am sound asleep. Here comes my son wanting to know if I am a wake. Three in the morning why wouldn’t I be wide awake??? His father had made him mad and he wanted to talk to me about it. Well he talked to about 5:00 this morning. I need to go and buy me some more toothpicks to hold my eyes open. I don’t believe I am going to survive my son’s divorce. The funny thing, he thinks this is really rough on him, HA!
I feel like Lurch on the Addams’ Family, lol! All I know, my mother-in-law use to tell me, “If I knew then what I know now, I would have had puppies instead!” I now understand, she was a very wise woman!