Thursday, September 24, 2009
I know there's a soft drink called Moxie, but when I use the word, it's an adjective, my way of describing someone who is brave, energetic, determined. When a person has moxie, she is self-possessed, confident. People with moxie cast a serious glamour.
I have not ever heard the word used in association with men, but I'm going to forget about being gender specific here. I think President Obama has moxie. Since I'm avoiding the pundits, I listened carefully to the president's speech at the United Nations yesterday, but skipped the analysis afterwards. What came to me as I listened is that the dude has moxie. Of course Michelle Obama has moxie, too. So do the girls, when I think about it. The whole family exudes moxie. Oh yeah.
While I watched the speech, I knew the feeling but could not come up with the words to describe it. Later, on my way home from a visit to the Sufi acupuncturist, wondering how to describe Pres. Obama's je ne'sais quoi, out of the corner of my eye I saw a Park Policeperson walking her horse in circles around one of the fountains in Lafayette Park. I always want to know the names of these huge and beautiful horses - not sure why, but I always ask. When she told me the horse's name, I laughed out loud and clapped my hands together. Both the policeperson and the horse seemed startled by my reaction. Can't blame them, actually.
I just love it when the language I'm looking for, in this case no more than a one-word adjective, comes in the form of an answer to a completely unrelated question. How perfect is that?
Here is Moxie, the horse. The Park Policeperson told me that Moxie is still young and sometimes needs reassurance, which is why she was walking around the fountain, shoulder to shoulder, with her beautiful horse. Should also say, the policeperson was not petite. She was probably 5'8" or 5'9". Moxie is huge! Beautiful!! What a horse.