Far and away one of the most important books I will read in my lifetime. How did I not read this sooner? Thing is, had I read it in my twenties, I may not have understood or appreciated what Rachel Remen has to say in this book about, well, life. I'm thinking of getting this book for all the women on my Christmas list; it's certainly a book to have around for the rest of one's life as it will always be applicable. As always, here are some favorite excerpts:
pg. 142: "The Fijians are aware of a basic human law. We all influence one another. We are a part of each other's reality. There is no such thing as passing someone and not acknowledging your moment of connection, not letting others know their effect on you and seeing yours on them. For Fijians, connection is natural, just the way the world is made. Here, we pass each other with out lights out as ships in the night." (this passage comes after the author explains the difference between strangers passing each other on the street in Fiji, as opposed to NYC. An extremely profound and charming anecdote, indeed.)
pg. 148: "Becoming numb to suffering will not make us happy. The part in us that feels suffering is the same part that feels joy." Oh, how wonderful this sentence is. How wonderful that this sentence is also so very, very true.
pg. 158: "Many people live their lives this way, sharing homes, jobs, and even families with others, but not connecting. It is possible to be lonely in the midst of family, in your own home. Too often we even practice medicine in this way. Side by side, patient and physician focus on the disease, the symptoms, the treatments, never seeing or knowing each other. The problem gets in the way and we are each alone."
pg. 166: "All lives touch many others. Sometimes this network is very large, sometimes small, but somewhere in it a certain quality of love is needed if we are to be able to survive. It is not a question of numbers. Sometimes it can given by only one person. I often ask patients where the love that has sustained them has come from. For one man, the child of an abusive and alcoholic family, it was his dog."
Here's the kicker for me, pg. 172: "There is a fundamental paradox here. The less we are attached to life, the more alive we can become. The less we have preferences about life, the more deeply we can experience and participate in life. This is not to say that I don't prefer raisin toast to blueberry muffins. It is to say that I don't prefer raisin toast so much that I am unwilling to get out of bed unless I can have raisin toast, or that the absence of raisin toast ruins the whole day. Embracing life may be more about tasting that it is about either raisin toast or blueberry muffins. More about trusting one's ability to take joy in the newness of the day and what it may bring. More about adventure than having your own way."
pg. 211: "Perhaps there is a way to "tend" life, a way to grow despite difficulties and limitations." (After the story about helping patients through plants).
pg. 217: "Everyone alive has suffered. It is the wisdom gained from our wounds and from our own experiences of suffering that makes us able to heal."
Another kicker, pg. 223: ""Broken" may be only a stage in a process. A bud is not a broken rose. Only lifeless things are broken. Perhaps the unique process which is a human being is never over. Even at death. In our instinctive attachments, our fear of change, and our wish for certainty and permanence, we may undercut the impermanence which is our greatest strength, our most fundamental identity. Without impermanence, there is no process. The nature of life is change. All hope is based on progress." (this after the most amazingly profound story of a gift the author's father gave her when she was 13; a gift she felt so very undeserving of.)