Well, I have to admit it, X has me beaten. I did have the idea of using “Xenophilia” as the title of this post, thinking of it only as a positive thing. The opposite of xenophobia.
Then I did a little research….
While xenophobia is a wholly negative thing, its opposite can have pejorative connotations too. It can be liking the different just for difference sake, rather than the openness to new people and things that I’d imagined.
Rather more disturbingly, prefix it with a couple of more XXs and it becomes a porn site. Now I’m all for new things and connecting via this blog, but some things are a step too far. And while I love seeing likes and follows I was worried that xenophile might be misconstrued and I’d be hit with hate mail.
I don’t particularly like xylophones and didn’t want to be Xcited, or talk about Xcellence; I’m not a fan of the X-Factor or X-Files, didn’t want blog about Xmas.
Maybe I should have stuck with my first thought, Xylem.
Xylem and phloem, the vascular system of plants, their arteries and veins if you like. Phloem conducts nutrients, and xylem takes water from the roots to the tips of the shoots. It’s way keeps a tree both rooted and growing. No xylem, no trees.
And we all need trees.
So a good thing to like.
*of course X = kisses too.