There are many times I write about language, and here is another one. Often I need to focus on it a bit extra. My life is about maintaining some kind of quality in my native language, speaking in a second language to my children and learning new knowledge in life in a third language. Therefore I automatically reflect on these questions.
I have discovered that each language is a part of my ego in different ways. Each language hides a part of my personality that comes through more or less. The words you read here is part of me, but to know who I am, you must see in my eyes, feel my warmth and experience the vibration around me.
Just like the diamond needs heat and pressure to become the gem that we regard as beautiful and expensive, each language in you needs the same transformation to give the best impression of who you are. However, who you really are, you can not describe with words, because these words do not exist. It can only be found in a room where two human beings create silence between each other.
Many times I have experienced anger when I could not express my feelings. But when I sit with someone else who sees me, and actively engages to see my true self behind my words, I'm free, intelligent and imaginative. Then I can become myself.
Let's gather to allow time and space for each other instead of talking to each other. That is a language all can speak and understand. There is no grammar and no right and wrong. There are you and your experiences and there is me with mine. That is a universal language of our soul. Called Love.