Boy, Do I Love My Books!

Boy, do I love my books! I have a personal relationship with my books. I look to my favorites when I encounter different obstacles or want to refresh on certain moments when I was struck with truth. Truth for my life. Everyone's truth and perceptions vary, so I am sure that what strikes me may seem far-off or crazy to some, or ring true for others. What I do know, is that there is such power in writing. It's packed full of emotion and explanation. Best of all, we can learn from each other in this way if we listen.

And now a few excerpts from Rilke:

"Be patient toward all that is unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now."

"So you must not be frightened,... if a sadness rises up before you larger than any you have ever seen; if a restiveness, like light and cloud shadows, passes over your hands and over all you do. You must think that something is happening with you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand; it will not let you fall."