the edge of not speaking the same language


My friend’s soon to be 2 year old daughter, Calais sent me the text message included in the picture above last week.  She sent it from her mother’s phone.

I am not exactly sure what Calais was trying to communicate to me.  She picked my name out of her mom’s contact info and sent me the text.

As you can see the text included aliens, skulls, explosions, noses, a couple of monkeys covering their eyes, a bunch of other eyes, several different types of smiley faces, fire and seven piles of pooh.

Although the pooh piles could actually be chocolate ice cream or chocolate pudding.

She also included the text “Dsaad.”

I think she was starting to write a new rap song.

She did end the text with two hearts.  My favorite part.

My interpretation is that she was filling her diaper at the time she was sending me the text and describing with symbols what she was feeling and experiencing.

However, I will never really know.  Maybe she was just clicking on the pictures that interested her.

I don’t speak the same language she does.

What is your edge of not speaking the same language?

Have you ever tried to communicate with someone using symbols or pictures instead of words?

Can you communicate a concept in an “out-of-the-box” way?

Such out-of-the-box communications can really stimulate your creativity and give you great insights to find a solution to something in your life that may be challenging you.

Have you ever tasted a color?

Have you ever touched a sound?

Have you ever seen a smell?

I am fortunate that the text message I received, did not include any real smells.

I am not sure what the 7 piles pooh would actually smell like and I am very afraid to ask why they are all smiling.  Very afraid.

Out There on the Edge of Everything…

Stephen Lesavich, PhD

Co-author of the award winning book:  The Plastic Effect:  How Urban Legends Influence the Use and Misuse of Credit Cards.

Regular columnist: Positive Impact Magazine