Days at the beach with friends, afternoons in the garden, going through boxes of stuff, purging all the things we haven’t used in years. It is wonderful having time to do all of these things. Oh, and reading, lots of reading. Books from my own TBR pile, books I’ve put on hold at the library, books I’ve found wandering the stacks. Everything from mysteries to essays to books on the Man Booker Prize long list. If you’ve been keeping and eye on the Booker what are your thoughts about the list? About literary prizes in general?
My reading is great but at the moment I’m having a hard time writing reviews. I’m not trying to write about every book and the reviews I am writing are brief and not very focused. I think it’s because I want to spend less time at the computer.
Right now I am finishing up Pico Iyer’s The Open Road: The Global Journey of the Fourteenth Dalai Lama and loving it.
I often felt that the heart and soul, quite literally, of the Dalai Lama’s life existed precisely in the parts that most of us couldn’t see. “The truth,” as Meister Eckhart put it, “is that the more ourselves we are, the less of a self is in us.” Like the most impressive experts in any field, the Dalai Lama tempted us to forget that he had studies for eighteen years and faced an oral examination by thirty scholars of logic, thirty-five doctors of metaphysics, and thirty-five experts on the Noble Path; indeed, his warmth and everyday humanity meant that many of us spoke to him as if he were truly one of us – no one asks the pope whether he has dreams of women or what makes him angry. Yet the fact remains that, like every Tibetan Buddhist monk, he was bound by more than 253 different vows. From page 150.
This is a wonderful book about a man who is spiritually and politically exploring the possibilities of human potential and sharing his knowledge with the world.
And you, what are you reading and what are your plans for this day? For this week?