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When I was five, I remember standing in front of the refrigerator repeating the word “bitch” over and over in a sing-songy sort of way. My mom couldn’t really be mad—it was cute. She just let me go on for a minute, then gently advised that I find another song to sing.

I didn’t know what “bitch” meant—or where I even heard it—I guess I just liked the way it sounded.

Not long ago, I was driving and had just checked my bank statement and noticed there was an overdraft fee.

“F*ck! Those motherf*ckers!…”

As I continued in my eloquence, I looked in the rearview and noticed my sweet dog, Violetta, cringing in the back seat, apparently assuming that my anti-banking tirade was directed towards her.

“No, sweetheart, I’m not mad at you.” (as if she understands me.)

My initial thought was that it was the tonality of my voice—not the word itself—that effected her. So Tessa and I experimented with saying the F word in various happy tones, including the beloved “doggy voice.” Still she cowered at the word every time. (Though a little less sans the angry emotion.)

This reminded me of Dr. Emoto‘s work with water crystals. He demonstrates the power of words before and after chanting (or even simply writing) various phrases on water bottles. He then freezes them and photographs the subsequent crystals. It really makes one give a second thought to the power of words and projection.

Perhaps I was drawn to the word “bitch” way back when because I knew that it was “wrong,” and it appealed to my rebellious nature. I knew it was wrong because, just like Violetta, I was innocent then—and I believe that the more innocent we are, the more perceptive we are to the true nature and energy of things.

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