I apologise for the sad neglect of recent times. I’d like to share what I’ve been learning…
Print or electronic, in any language and/or pictures, books transport us to our favourite places from the microscopic to outer space, anywhere on earth or in the imagination of the writer.
We can choose to travel back in time and live for a moment in Roman, medieval, regency or colonial times or to some imagined alternate world in the future where space travel and aliens are an everyday part our life. We might meet famous people who touch our hearts with their words, art, their selflessness or sheer goodness, or infamous people we would never wish to meet, safely watch how they lived and thought from the distance which can only be bridged by either a book or a nightmare.
We could live through the happiest or saddest of times, solve the most puzzling riddles, murders or searches for truth, the elixir of life as we choose. Wherever we choose to go with the help of a book, we may learn about ourselves and how we might better live and laugh and love.
No matter where you are today, physically or emotionally, you can choose the magic which may transport you wherever you wish to go. So, what magic will you choose for yourself today?
One of the things I love about reading is that it opens up to us the secrets of the rest of the world. Written down are all kinds of secrets, secrets of all the educational disciplines, stories, strange and true, weird and wonderful, biographies and autobiographies of people, their cultures and quirks.
The more I know about others, the more I learn about myself by identifying where I differ from others and where I am similar. It’s much easier to see in others what I find difficult to see in myself. It’s a good thing that reading is so personal and private. A lot of the things I learn are not things I want to broadcast to the world, especially not until I’ve had the chance to correct my direction. As a lifelong learner, there have been many such corrections I’ve had to make and every day I find more.