Yor Ryeter

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[1: 1,640 of 10,000] Why Reading A Book Another Time Gives New Meaning?

In Article on November 3, 2015 at 7:35 AM

Reading Again

I am currently re-reading “The War of Art” by Steven Pressfield, its been years since the last time I read it and I do found new meanings as I peruse the words all over again.

It happen because after I first read it, I encountered new insights from other people who explained the circumstance in a more elaborate manner that reading the snippets from Steven makes it easily understandable and a good reminder.

Having new life experience, undergoing new circumstance, and meeting new people make some of the statements more in depth as I have my personal story to relate it to.

I do believe that this book is similar to Elizabeth Gilbert’s “Big Magic” and I will still definitely read Liz’s version.

The book is about RESISTANCE and I do have problem focusing right now because there are a million things running through my brain that I needed to go back to simplify and complete my task. The funny thing is I am enjoying the book so much that even resistance couldn’t prevent me from absorbing the wonderful lessons and making me move my life in a better path.

I made sure I finished this blog post for the day as a sign that I could fight resistance. 😀

Is there any book that you love going back to?

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[1: 1,632 of 10,000] We Fall In Love With The Imagination We Create

In Article on October 26, 2015 at 5:22 AM

Soul Reading

Reading this quote makes me think that we fall in love with the imagination that we create: “When reading, we don’t fall in love with the characters appearance. We fall in love with their words, their thoughts, and their hearts. We fall in love with their souls.”

It is true indeed that we don’t see the people and the scenes and we solely rely on descriptions from the author and yet we are transported in a world where we accept what is written and we add the flare of our imaginations.

How magnificent it is for an author that could make us see a world with words and even the lack of it because we contribute to create it in our minds and feelings.

[1: 1,451 of 10,000] Highlighting A Book

In Article on April 29, 2015 at 9:10 AM

I love to highlight books because it gives you the sense of comfort that you may always go back to that particular line that burst an AHA moment, this is similar to double clicking on Instagram or liking on Facebook, so I may go back and refer on them, love love love this line – swoosh highlight.

My fondest memory is buying a mini pamphlet with varieties of quotations (another favourite of mine), it was printed on a recycled paper, saddle stitched, and green cover. I love so many quotes that I started to almost highlight the entire book and my mother caught me doing just that and asked “Why do you have to do that?” It probably doesn’t make sense for her. I forgot my witty argument at that time but I probably could have said, “I was highlighting the ones that I love and apparently all of them except a few!” 😀

I don’t highlight nowadays, with the absence of permanent residence (yeah, I don’t own my own house yet) I usually have the tendency to either sell or donate my books, except the ones that I am really attached. Giving it to somebody else especially if selling it, I find it inconvenient for the new owner, so I stay away highlighting the books. Another technique that I do instead, I copy the quote and instantly share it on social media, that way, I could always refer.

If I really love the book, I have a little hesitation to destroy its pristine condition, and oddly, most of the lines that I love I could find it, I’m no genius, I pretend to be. 😛 Or in case I couldn’t locate, it’s another excuse to reread the whole book and it not only give me a different dose of inspiration but I tend to grasp new ones especially that I am growing everyday. Some experience before may not resound anything at all but suddenly they have more depth and a new found wisdom for me, it was there all along!!

[1: 652 of 10,000] Took Me 2 Years 8 Months 2 Days To Finish This Book

In Review on June 9, 2012 at 10:41 PM

I finally finished Barack Obama’s “Dreams From My Father” autobiography today after 2 years 8 months and 2 days since I purchased and started reading it exactly on March 4, 2010. That’s the longest time that took me to finish a book that I intentionally purchased and decided to finish. I do have books I’ve totally abandoned.

What took me that long? I’ve been preoccupied about much important things and can’t spare a lot of time to sit down and read it.

As much as I can I read some pages. I have to admit that I am curious to know Barack’s past and thoughts. There were few slow pages that made me pause longer. It was filled with ideal words, truths about life’s painful reality, and ended with a nice story that begins a whole new history.

It is inspiring and reminded me of the TV series Jack & Bobby; imagine this man who has experienced so much questions and quite a lot of turns has soon became the first American-African US President eventually. It’s a great read.