Ambulant Reduplication

10525972_10152563920595867_4148264669658602640_nTurns out there’s reason we say Tick Tock. That Lin Manuel is a master of Hip Hop not Hop Hip. Why we play Tic Tac Toe. But there isn’t just a reason, a biological imperative, there’s a term for it. Ambulant Reduplication. The reason we say certain vowels in a certain order when putting words together. Tock Tick doesn’t sound right, and there is a rule almost as strong as gravity, and acting just as invisibly, behind it.

I like that. I don’t need to know the rules to be ruled by them. I don’t need to understand the whys and wherefores to be connected to this ingenious aspect of the human brain, the human tongue. The connection to creation runs deep. It’s things like this that keep me coming back to the Christian God. Coming back to a creator at the source of all, a divine hand in the daily mix. The details are irrelevant to a large degree, because the connection runs deep.

This morning I was up with the birds. By some miracle I was also up before the rest of my house. I was up, and showered, and dressed, and ready for the day before anyone so much as stirred. In the quiet of the morning, with a song playing softly in the background, a cup of hot tea in hand, the connection runs deep. I am grounded in something stronger than a good nights sleep. In something deeper than a full belly and clean hair. I am part of something bigger than packed lunches and answered emails. And in the quiet of the morning that deep connection is palpable. I can reach out and touch it.

There is a reason we say Tic Tac Toe.