Language of Books

 

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As many of you know I am a reader. I love books. What can I say? Reading a new book is like learning a new language, a new accent, a new person.  I just recently finished one and moved on to another and a thought came to me. Books are like people in that each has a voice, soul, a way of speaking. I find that sometimes it takes a few chapters for me to learn the new “person.” I have to learn their style of wit and humor. I have to adapt to their accent or style of speaking. It is kind of becoming friends with a new person you learn all their likes and dislikes. There are some books that I instantly get along with and others that I have to work at the relationship. Makes me wonder how much of the author is in the story. Is it just made up or is it really a part of them.

 

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Sunday Meditations

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My heart just breaks for London this week. I feel for those people who must feel lost. I wish I could have talked with the attacker before the incident and understood what really drives them. You have to have such strong beliefs to take other peoples lives away. I hope through this all we learn how to understand. Really that is what the world needs right now. Understanding. Not blind acceptance or prejudges. Just an open heart and a willingness to learn. Send these poor misguided people love. Send the whole world love and wisdom!