Language is a strange thing. It tries to express whatever it is we think, feel or do. This works well for expressing thoughts, since thoughts are inherently conceptual, and language is just an extension of our internal conceptual world.
Language does more than that. It bridges my concepts to yours, and although I will never be able to exactly transmit my thoughts and its conceptual world around it to you, it does a very good job.
Language only falls short when I become personal.
The word ‘my’ is part of that wonderful personal world, which is different for every individual.
Whenever we see the word ‘my’ we think of its possessive meaning. But ‘my’ means much more than that. I’m not talking about property here, although there is an overlap concerning the world of matter and objects. In this post, I want to see the word ‘my’ as the ‘connection’ between me, and the rest of ‘my’ world. It is obvious that I do not own my world (although some tyrants would like that) but I am referring to my personal connection to this world.
‘My’ transforms an ‘it’, into a connected individual. ‘My’ transforms an unknown object of a set of many into an individual of a class. Let me explain by giving an example:
A deer, becomes ‘my deer’, that specific deer that comes to graze in my backyard by 5.30 am. When I’m talking about ‘my’ deer, I’m talking about a free animal that I do not claim or own. I’m talking about a specific individual, that I will even recognize within its herd. I feel connected to this deer, from the heart.
‘My’ car, can be the cheapest, oldest vehicle in the entire neighbourhood, but if it gives me that comfort that I appreciate every time, time and time again. I have a connection from the heart to a lot of iron, and doing so I treat it as if it had a soul.
One month ago I saw a man say goodbye to his 20 year old Mazda323. He went in the car, and sat there for more than an hour. Then drove a last time around the neighbourhood. The new owners came later that afternoon.
‘My’ mountain, ‘my’ river, ‘my’ village, ‘my’ city, ‘my’ country, ‘my’ forest, …
Our connections can be limitless. We feel something personal, in our heart. A warm feeling, a proud feeling, a feeling of comfort.
The most important use of the word ‘my’ is when we connect to people:
‘my’ children, ‘my’ wife or ‘my’ husband, ‘my’ parents, ‘my’ friends …
This post is dedicated to all my friends, online or in the material world. Thank you for this connection — that warm feeling I get in my heart when I think about you.