A Gift of a Gift of a Gift. // June 29, 2009

First, an explanation. Unanticipated hiatus was due to several things:

a) an ongoing LOST marathon
b) Sims 3
c) my schooling
d) Little Big Planet, and
e) the seemingly inevitable wave of dread that comes with attempting to start a blog on your own and getting people to read it out of genuine interest

Now that that’s out of the way, let me share why it’s probably for the best that I don’t have a credit card. Ahem.

LOOK WHAT I FOUND!


Behind all those lovely, lovely pages is a LOOK OF GLEE.

See, I’ve been looking for this book all over the place. It hasn’t been available on Amazon, EVER, so I’ve resigned myself to never, ever seeing it in the flesh, ever. And, to be honest, given the chances of me and this book meeting, I was pretty OK with the fact that it existed and that I knew about it. That was enough for me. I really never expected to see it. E-v-e-r.

And yet.

I was browsing through Fully Booked in the new-ish Eastwood mall with Isa, and went all the way to the back of the store to get away from the Twilight vomit and contemplate on why poetry books seem to be more expensive than usual books. And then this called to me.

A Secret Convergence of Birds is an anthology comprised of works inspired by Joseph Cornell’s aviary boxes, and is edited by Jonathan Safran Foer, who happens to be my favoritest author of all time. He started the project when he was still in school and the whole story surrounding its making is just so wonderful. It made me think about how great and kind and beautiful humanity can be, how things aren’t going to always be so bleak, how strangers do unspeakably beautiful things for other strangers with nothing in return. Just because.

I haven’t read all of the stories in this collection, I haven’t really had the time to sit down and do so, but even if the stories don’t “measure up” to my expectations (although, I am sure they will), I will always love this book, because of what it stands for.

To me, it will always be about the kindness of strangers, the existence of a greater hope, and about finding what you are looking for right at the moment when you stopped looking and just let it make its way to you.

What I really want to say is this: If it’s meant to be, it’s meant to be. Obviously, I was meant to find this book, and obviously, it was meant to find me.

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  1. That is so awesome. I have a whole list of books I’ve seen once a long time ago and now can’t seem to find on the face of this planet, and I’ve resorted to never having the chance to read them. Who would have thought that those encounters do exist?

    Those aviary boxes look absolutley splendid. I think I might google Josheph Cornell after this, I love those types of assemblages.

    Comment by Carlos — June 29, 2009 #

  2. Hey Carlos. Thanks for leaving a comment. I absolutely know what you mean. That’s happened to me now quite a few times, and to be honest, the happiness doesn’t fade away each time. :)

    I’m surprised he isn’t that famous, as his works are so beautiful.

    Comment by Carina — June 30, 2009 #

  3. I miss your posts, and you. :)

    Comment by Pam — July 5, 2009 #

  4. I miss you, Pamela! :( I haven’t seen you at all this year.

    Also, I have your copy of OotP!

    Comment by Carina — July 9, 2009 #

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