Oh.

It’s that moment of realization.

Oh is the sound of recognition, the sound of remembering.

Oh is for opening, and for openings. Oh is the shape of the mouth of the fox in the video game when he remembers there’s another way out.

Oh is for Open Sesame.

Oh is for observing, noticing, paying attention.

My toes lift up in a little dance, and my left hand is clenching again.

Oh for the things that are not obvious. Until they are. What I sometimes call Stupid Ephiphanies.

Oh is to orchestrate, to allow things to come together in new configurations.

Oh is omnipresent. Oh. Oh!

Oh, it is fun to say. Oh, yes it is.

Oh is for octagons. Like an eight pointed compass.

Oh is orientation, knowing who you are, where you are, where we are going.

Oh is for order, a new order, order from chaos, ordering things, letting everything reconfigure, letting everything be new again.

Oh for oodles! Oddities! Odds and Ends. Outlandish! Oddballs. Oops!

Oh for outrageous, outlandish and over the top.

Oh!

Oh! Like oh yeah and oh baby and oh oh oh oh. Oh is the sound of the lightbulb going on. Oh is the sound of remembering truth.

Oh for outside and outdoors. Orchards. My favorite place.

Oh for ONLY this moment. This optimal moment.

Oh for Ocelot, a wonderful word.

Oh for the shapes: Ovals. Obelisk.

Oh for the sounds: Ooh. Oomph. Oom pah pah!

Oh is for lovers.

Oh. Orgasms, obviously. SEE WHAT I DID THERE.

Oh for orange, the best color.

Oh for my beautiful ocean. Opals are beautiful too.

Oh for Options and Opportunities. Things that are organic, like organic change. Oscillating, one way that change happens.

Oh for Ovid who said that a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop. Oh!

Oh! It is for ownership, an aspect of sovereignty. Oh is for options, and for recognizing that many, many things are optional.

Oh is for secret ops! And for the land of Oz.

Oh for organizing, in the sense of things organizing themselves, reconfiguring, the dance of life. Origins. Things that circle back to where they began, but new again. Oh. Om.

Oh is to play with.

Oh, and if you would like an additional Offering of O words, go here of course, for such delights as oblectation (enjoyment, pleasure), obsecrate (to implore), odoriferous (emitting an especially pleasant smell).

Can you tell it was Rally O? It was. I love Rally (Rally!), and this was a fun one because we said OH a lot. In every possible intonation. Sometimes it was a gasp, sometimes it was a laugh, and sometimes it got a little dirty.

May it be so! And come play with me.

Thank you, letter O.

If you want to whisper words or sound effects that start with O, go for it.

If you want to share in any of the qualities and magical words I named here, you can.

They work like the salves in the Friday Chicken: just take some, there is always more.

Whispering loving spells that begin with O (and Oh), for myself, and for anyone who wants…