Recently I have been using the library for studying, it is a residual memory from student days when the library took on temple-like importance. The environment, the quiet, the books (pre computer days), the sight of others equally engaged in focussed learning.
Seeing them prepare their work `stations`, pens, ink, paper, water, snacks, and piles of books to encircle and comfort in the pursuit of learning. Using the library on and off over the years has evoked the same feelings to a degree. Only in the last few weeks a young man working on his thesis has joined the library. We barely speak but there is a shared connection, an unspoken sharing of intention; to study, a communion of silence.
As Nicholas Sparks wrote “Silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking.” Now it feels like a library.
Rev. Jude
Jude, your blog post beautifully captures the significance of the library as a haven for focused learning and shared purpose. Your words evoke a sense of nostalgia and appreciation for this timeless environment. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and allowing us to experience the magic of the library through your perspective.
With love, Cate
Lovely. Silence, to me, is bliss.