Occasionally, I am in need of a specific word to describe something; yet that word evades me. I know that I know it. I can sense it, smell it, taste it at the tip of my tongue. But alas, it just would not come. Like a sneeze that itches from the inside but refuses to give way, to grant you the satisfaction of sharing your lungs’ content with the rest of the world. This feeling, of searching for a word and not finding it; like a drowning person reaching for a rope that is nowhere to be found, is not too bad when I am writing. I can always use a website that suggests synonyms. But when I speak with another person, am in front of an audience, or teach a class, and the right word plays hide and seek, it is very frustrating.
Earlier today, while teaching yoga, the word I was looking for was “intense.” I ended up using “strenuous” instead, knowing that it is not exactly what I wanted to say. It felt like being served a piece of broccoli when what I really wanted was ice-cream. Luckily, one of the participants came to my help and suggested “intense.”
Now what was it that I going to say next?
Learned from: at a loss for a word