A Thousand Reasons Why
Reason Number One: When reading you get to fall in love thousands of times. You fall in the love with people, places, instruments, yes even inanimate objects, and the arts. Does that sound crazy? Let me explain what I mean.
People. Most avid readers would admit to swooning when Darcy declares his love for Elizabeth. If you’ve read it, you get it. I don’t need to go on waxing poetic about it...However, I will say that one of my favorite moments is a lot less known. It has me embarrassingly falling for Todd Hewitt again and again, and it goes like this.
“And I pull myself towards him-
And I kiss him.
And it feels like, finally.” (Viola, Monsters of Men by Patrick Ness)
Yes, it feels like FINALLY, every single time. When I am reading and falling for a character, it is not due to any physical thing. It is their mind, their thoughts, their actions. There are those moments that just grab you, pull you in, and hold you captive until you are hopelessly, desperately, and passionately in love with these people.
Places. Traveling is another one of my passions. I have traveled to several countries, France, England, Ireland, Indonesia, and the Dominican Republic, and I hope to continue traveling. In fact, I have a list of my top ten places to visit next. One place that was not on that list before was Oman. Have you heard of Oman? I hadn’t until I read Turtles of Oman by Naomi Shihab Nye. It is a smaller country with coastlines on the Arabian Sea. Now that I have read about it I want desperately to see in person Ras al Hadd, where the beaches are breeding grounds for green sea turtles. Or, spend the night at the Night of a Thousand Stars Camp, where not only do you see the obvious stars, but also camels, oryx, and donkeys roaming freely or in caravans. Due to the current political climate, however, I don't think I will be able to visit anytime soon. What I love is that when I was reading the book, I felt as though I was there. I could see all of the beauty described by the Author so clearly. I fell in love with a country that I had only seen in my mind.
Things. I am not musically inclined at all. I do love singing, however other people love it when I do not. Tone deaf and without pitch over here, despite my best efforts. I have had the desire to master a few instruments but whether it was my impatience, clumsy hands, or some missing brain to hands coordination those were all failed attempts. However, when I read about Jade and her violin, I was enraptured. When she described the bow gently gliding against the strings in a powerful gentleness, I felt it. “She cried with happiness and sorrow as she played. She’d lost so much. Her home. Her family. Her future. But in her hands she held the one thing with the power to bring her joy, and she played her new best friend until the early hours of the morning.” (The Silent Sister, by Diane Chamberlain) That was the moment that the violin was my best friend. I could feel myself coaxing beautiful sound from it and captivating my audience.
I experienced a similar sensation while reading Kate explain her passion for art and painting. “I’ll go back home and I won’t stop painting until everyone sees what I see, until they look at my paintings and know the woods in the way I know them, with the different times of day and different seasons. That’s what paintings do--they add something to other people’s lives. So I’ll go on sharing my world, surprising myself.” (See What I See by Gloria Whelan) I could imagine myself in that world. Sharing my past, my experiences, my world through art. Using that creative ability to make people stop and think. I fell in love with painting then. Although my art will never cover any walls, through reading, I feel how other artists feel. How their art connects them to the world, and connects me to them. That is a special feeling.
I am a firm believer in getting out and experiencing life as well. I have traveled, more than most my age. I have had quite an amazing life thus far and I will continue push myself to get out, learn, and try new things. I am not saying that we can replace any of those experiences with reading but, currently, I cannot master all of the skills that I would like to. I would never even be interested in some things until I read about them from someone else’s point of view. Until their words connect me to the passion, to the feelings that those people, places, and things elicit in them. And when I do, I fall in love, again, again, and again. So in a world that seems to be filled with hate, falling in love over and over again is a pretty good feeling to me. I hope the feeling is the same for you.
Get out there and get your life booked.
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