I invite you to imagine the time before written language existed. Imagine what happened between people once the letters were assembled and words emerged. How did it change the way people spoke to one another when the order of the letters became useful and the sounds suggested new words? How did time pass as forms suggested an aesthetic? Perhaps there was some insightful person who realized that...

I invite you to imagine the time before written language existed. Imagine what happened between people once the letters were assembled and words emerged. How did it change the way people spoke to one another when the order of the letters became useful and the sounds suggested new words? How did time pass as forms suggested an aesthetic? Perhaps there was some insightful person who realized that all the words starting with A might have a similar sense. Or maybe there were some early teachers who showed that there were other associations that could be made. How stunning when the elements became associated with letters and groups. How particular that we always create hierarchies and that ability became an attribute of the order of letters. How did it happen that we became grouped by their order, arranged by their sound? What fantastic agreements were reached silently by using these patterns that we recognized?

They have become the loom on which so much is woven.

I found myself trying to tell the story of each letter. Telling the story that emerges between the letters. Seeing them all as a journey. Creating a diagram that depicts a way to find that letter in other experiences. Creating a pattern to celebrate both sameness and change.

I have always acted on premise that knowing was better and that describing and suggesting ways to know more was even better because it shares the insight. Linking the knowing with the feelings it enables creates a context that I find thrilling. My aspiration in making this alphabet conscious is to share with you what I found.