i think about language, is it just words, what would we think about without it. would we be more in the world if we didn't have words for it. is language where we get stuck. again i think we can meditate to calm the mind but we can't be free of language. can we get freedom from language. we're in it but not of it. like the culture. we're one with the environment, despite all the extraction, violence and estrangement. i started out to think about words, how everything we touch and see becomes words, when the things we touch and see have their own reality. i started with the daily om that says the spirit is not big or small but both at the same time. body and spirit. the spirit is a paradox in the body, in the language, in the body of the world. 

Each of us has a spiritual self that animates our bodies and infuses our thoughts and feelings. Our language is limited to the world we know for descriptions of something that perhaps cannot be fully comprehended by the human mind. Therefore, only metaphors approach the expressions that give us a true sense of our spiritual nature. The paradox lies in opposing concepts, all of which are true at the same time. And in harmonizing the opposites, we begin to know the wonders of the spirit.