That perfect moment when…a book resonates with you so powerfully that it remains front of mind long after the turning of the final page. It challenges you in the most thrilling way and awakens some dormant part of you. One book that had such an effect on me was Wild by Cheryl Strayed.
For me, reading has always offered a somewhat blissful sense of escapism. In the words of Rory Gilmore (don’t judge), “I live in two worlds. One is a world of books.” An opportunity to cross the fields alongside the ever-faithful Gabriel Oak, dive headfirst into adventure with the daring Dauntless, uncover the mystery of Boo Radley and feel heartbroken for the naive Shmuel. Each world differing in its own right, but all offering one beautiful truth: that there is so much more beyond the world in which we live.
A #1 New York Times Bestseller, Wild captures this truth better than most. Right from the outset we are hit with the poignant reality of Cheryl’s loss. In the depths of despair, she not only sabotages her marriage, engages in self-destructive pastimes and is unable to heal her flailing family, but she loses herself. She is “the woman with the hole in her heart“. Whilst not all of us have had to endure such turmoil, and at such a tender age, I’m sure many of us can relate to losing ourselves at one point or another.
What I love more than anything about this book is the hope; the sometimes unconscious, but yet undying, hope for something else…something more than what is. It is this search which leads to a seemingly impossible (but ultimately not!) journey with nothing but blind will to guide the way. The endless climbs and long descents, the bumps and bruises and the guiding lights of the friends along the way parallel the unpredictability and beauty of life seamlessly. Perhaps most importantly though, it reminds us that although life is far from perfect, it is everything…mysterious, irrevocable and sacred.
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