"I am my silence. I am not the busyness of my thoughts or the daily rhythm of my actions."
"I am my silence. I am not the busyness of my thoughts or the daily rhythm of my actions."
Book 72🎧 4⭐️
Some beautiful Ojibway spiritual lessons❤️
"I am struck richer by a pure solitude that allows me to feel the world around me and lean into my place in it. I am not the rush of words in my life's narrative. I am its punctuation. Its pauses and stops. I am my ongoing recharge; in this silence I am reborn."
Beautiful book. ❤
I‘d never been a fan of barstools in the kitchen until we moved into this house. Now, sitting at the pass-through window into the dining room with a beer, reading a book and watching my fiancé cook dinner... pretty perfect ?
A morning reading to cultivate #tranquility before a day of wrestling with two Google classrooms and only one computer.
#InspiredNewYear @alwaysbeenaloverofbooks
I'll be honest this was not a book I would have picked up had it not been for Book Riot's 2020 Read Harder Challenge. Tasked to read a first nations or indigenous author this could help me reach my goal, I didn't expect to pause and reflect as I did. Do I verbalize my gratefulness or blessings or am I already ready to ask for more? Expect more? Do I say 'yes' and step up and out to benefit others with the intent to not glorify myself? Wow.
This tiny book was such a beautiful read. Richard Wagamese wrote such poignant and succinct meditations on life, on pain and on belonging. I felt a sadness reading this knowing he is gone but was also comforted by his own words on grief.
Went for a walk to the library to return some books. By the time I got home, I had new books and beer! #itsagoodday
Lovey set of meditations! I followed husband on a trip to Toronto this week, and this is the first in a huge stack of Canadian authored books I've bought.
At my book club tonight, five people loved this. Some had even purchased additional copies to give as gifts. ...One person hated it. That was me. So, if you like daily meditation-type books with lots of photos that could have come from calendars, maybe you will enjoy this more than I did.
I'm glad Wagamese got sober and found a spiritual path, but it's not one I care to follow. I'm parachuting outta here.
Dear departed soul of Richard Wagamese, thank you for making me laugh. I should memorize this excuse.
"I want to listen deeply enough that I hear everything and nothing at the same time and am made more by the enduring quality of my silence."
Does this even make sense? I'm rereading sentences like these three and four times and I'm feeling mystified, not in a good way. Time to switch to one of my other books.
I'm disappointed. I had been looking forward to Wagamese's final work, but spiritual self help is not my thing. It's a book club pick & it's only 175 pages, so I'll read it anyway. The passage above reminds me of my earlier self, struggling to articulate my feelings, rather than assuming my loved ones were capable of reading my mind. This may be a good book after all, to define myself in opposition to the platitudes within it.