words & stats: love is 11, hate is 1 and water

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I love statistics. They tell a story, paint a picture, give a glimpse. 


They can also be manipulated, I know this. So can people, but that’s beside the point. Let’s move on. 


The point is that if I keep the search simple, then I get simple results. Clean and unfiltered results, like Colorado spring water running off a mountainside or dripping into a rocky gorge into a pool below. Nice, huh? 


I have found, through my own little blog statistics here that my most-read content is about neutral-to-positive, life-relatable experiences: parental observations, stories from my youth, moments of learning and glances at my world, the day of toothpaste shopping and that shopping cart from hell. The posts about politics, local stuff here in my ‘hood, sadness and troubles don’t get as much traffic. I understand that: it’s hard to read about sadness when you’ve got your own stuff going on.  It’s important and nice though, to know you’re not alone. But of everything, it’s the most-human aspects that I write about that seem to generate the most interest amongst my readers. While I experience sadness and write about it, I always endeavor to have you laugh a little, to show you that a smile is more than a crack in the sadness: it’s an anchor in the storm.


Equally nice and beautifully telling, are the results I got on a very simple search of positive words versus negative words and how often they appear on the Internet.


Now, remember: earth’s population just hit 7 billion strong. Sometimes we feel crowded and squeezed out. Sometimes we let our sadder, heavier emotions get the better of us. Sometimes we feel we can’t keep up. That’s hard. What’s good about this though, is that we can learn through every supposed mistake, that we can go on, that we can get smarter? No. Stronger? No. I don’t think life is about getting smarter or stronger. It’s about getting better. Treating ourselves better which in turn, means we treat others better.       


When there are 7b people on this rock, I’m guessing not all of them have Internet access. Even in the U.S. we have only broadband 60% connectivity. Click on this link to go to a site that tells the latest story. 


So, what I’m about to show is pretty freakin’ awesome if you ask me. (Even though you didn’t.) I am happy to say that Love does conquer (at least on “The Google” as a dear friend and I like to call it) and it makes me happy (which also conquers). 


I searched the following words and here are their “hits” results: 


Love: 9,240,000,000 (9.2b)
Hate: 871,000,000 (870m)


Happy: 3,790,000,000 (3.79b)
Sad: 1,010,000,000 (1.01b)


Joy: 769,000,000 (769m)
Fear: 627,000,000 (627m)


Gentle: 45,600,000 (45.6m)
Harsh: 130,000,000 (130m)


Soft: 1,500,000,000 (1.5b)
Tough: 2,350,000,000 (2.35b)


Open: 6,500,000,000 (6.5b)
Close: 5,940,000,000 (5.9b)


Heart: 3,050,000,000 (3.05b)
Brain: 630,000,000 (630m)


Soul: 1,120,000,000 (1.12b)
Mind: 2,100,000,000 (2.1b)


Peace: 931,000,000 (931m)
Dread: 61,700,000 (61.7m)

Now here’s the deal: you can massage these stats any way you wish. We can simply state that this data reflects the usage of these words on the Internet and leave it at that. We can do that. If so, thank you for reading. 


But I’m me. A little out-of-the-boxish. Sure, the counts reflect the usage. But to me, they also reflect the sentiment. They tell me that people prefer love and that if love wins on an Internet statistic where only the people / institutions who use the Internet are sharing their words and intentions, then there is enough of it to go around for everyone on this planet. 


Confession (I’m always honest if nothing else): when I wrote down my columns of the words to search (see the picture below), I had a + and a – to differentiate. Lo and behold! Facepalm!: despite all my years of therapy and all my attempts to be more “soft & vulnerable” as my most awesome therapist ever challenged me (the day before he left for a month-long vacation) to consider being (the memory of that challenge still makes me barf a little in my mouth, no joke), I put “tough” in the positive column and “soft” in the negative column today.  A few key friends and people I used to know are savvy to that story. 


I guess I still have some work to do. But you know what? So does the Internet because  “tough” outnumbers “soft” by … a lot (Thing 1’s at soccer, so my instant math stats genius is gone). What those stats show *me* is that while usage of “vulnerable” is higher than “invulnerable” the lower comparisons tell me that usage of strength over weakness is higher.  





So apparently I still value my toughness. My parents used to call me “Toughy Turner” and while to them it was a term of endearment, it shaped me and I began to understand that “toughness” was valued over softness. And to a kid growing up with a fair amount of chaos, from which I am constantly recovering, I suppose it only bears the truth that the Tough not only survive but they thrive. Softness connotes vulnerability to me (notice I didn’t search that on my card above) and well, I don’t know anyone who admits to be OK with feeling vulnerable. Now, that doesn’t mean we don’t try to go there, it just means a lot of yuck. But it’s important. 


Ok, fine… here’s the comparison of (it’s hilarious to me when I imagine you all raising and eyebrow and saying, “C’mon… you have to go there now…”): 


Vulnerable: 117,000,000 (117m)
Invulnerable:  3,980,000 (3.9m)


Strong: 2,050,000,000 (2.05b)
Weak: 286,000,000 (286m)


Neediness: 1,510,000 (1.5m)
Autonomous: 59,700,000 (59.7m)


If you still don’t think words matter, check out the work of Masaru Emoto who conducted FASCINATING experiments about the weight of words and their effects on water (I knew I’d get back to that Colorado mountain spring somehow…). 

Masaru Emoto conducted hundreds, if not thousands of experiments on the power of words on water; which make up 70% of our planet and our human bodies. So, pay attention to what you say and what words you use on yourself and others. 

   
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But y’know what’s the best part of this whole thing? That “Love” had the most hits of all the words I searched. That’s awesome. So share the love, spread the love and be the Love. 
So yeah! Words matter, and feelings matter.   
One more thought:

thank you.   

About Grass Oil by Molly Field

follow me on twitter @mollyfieldtweet. i'm working on a memoir and i've written two books thus unpublished because i'm a scaredy cat. i hail from a Eugene O'Neill play and an Augusten Burroughs novel but i'm a married, sober straight mom. i write about parenting, mindfulness, irony, personal growth and other mysteries vividly with a bit of humor. "Grass Oil" comes from my son's description of dinner i made one night. the content of the blog is random, simple, funny and clever. stop by, it would be nice to get to know you. :)

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