how-to-live-a-more-spiritual-life-spirituality-by-rebechij
Bookshelf no7

Turning Pages: My Best Reads of 2017

Every year, without fail, I scribble down in a notebook with The Little Prince on the cover all the books I’ve read. It’s become a ritual of sorts—one part record-keeping, one part quiet joy. Some people track their steps, I track my stories.

Whenever a book leaves a mark on me, the kind that stays with you like the smell of rain on warm pavement, I add a little heart next to the title. If I think it’s something my daughter might love one day, I write the letter J beside it—J for her name, for joy, for the future reader I’m secretly raising under my wing.

Read more

20170322_163930
Bookshelf no7

The Goldfinch – Donna Tartt

I devoured The Goldfinch with an eagerness I didn’t expect. At first, I had my doubts—1108 pages?! (yes, the Litera edition is no joke.) I thought there was no way I’d make it to the end. But then that small painting pulled me in like a secret passageway, and from there… well, let’s just say I barely slept, barely ate, and ignored most adult responsibilities for almost two weeks.

Donna Tartt’s third novel, published in 2013 and winner of the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in 2014, is more than just a literary success—it’s a hypnotic story about beauty, grief, survival, and fate. It’s about the inexplicable ways in which a painting, a person, or a fleeting moment can shape a life forever.
Read more

Foto: Pinterest
Life stories

Dickens Unplugged: Affairs, Fiction & Victorian Drama

Exactly 205 years ago, on February 7, 1812, in Portsmouth, England, the world welcomed a boy named John Huffam Dickens—thankfully known to the rest of us simply as Charles Dickens. The future literary giant would become one of the most influential novelists of the 19th century and a master of realism with a flair for the dramatic (both on and off the page).

Up until the age of 12, little Charles had a relatively peaceful, upper-middle-class childhood. He went to private school, his family had noble connections, and life wasn’t too hard. But then came the twist. His father, John Dickens—a charming but rather irresponsible man—landed in debtor’s prison. The family fell into hardship, and young Charles was pulled out of school to work ten-hour days at Warren’s Blacking Warehouse, pasting labels on pots of shoe polish for six shillings a week. (Yes, Dickens, the future author of Oliver Twist, lived it before he wrote it.) Read more

dsc_0284
Bookshelf no7

Bucharest World Book Day 2015

Since 1995, April 23rd has been more than just another day on the calendar. Thanks to UNESCO, it’s the official World Book and Copyright Day—a global celebration of reading, literature, and the brilliant minds who shaped it. The date was chosen to honor two literary giants who passed away on this day: Miguel de Cervantes and William Shakespeare. The tradition began in Spain, where the day also coincides with the beloved Festival of the Rose and St. George’s Day. Read more

91vn5s9ay-l-_sy522_
Bookshelf no7

Memories of Two Married Wives – Honoré de Balzac

I recently finished Honoré de Balzac’s Memories of Two Married Wives, and I have feelings. Big ones. The kind you have after a long dinner with old girlfriends—half-inspired, half-exhausted, and slightly emotionally hungover.

This book is basically the original 19th-Century WhatsApp Group Chat conversation between two best friends—Renée and Louise—who grow up together in a convent, then head off into womanhood down dramatically different paths. Think: “What if you and your bestie made completely opposite life choices, then spent decades dissecting them via eloquent, passionate, sometimes maddeningly long letters?” Read more

9781408810477
Bookshelf no7

Committed. A love story – Elizabeth Gilbrets

I’m in the middle of a book about marriage—borrowed from a friend, like many of life’s biggest questions. Marriage has always stirred something in me. Not just curiosity, but a kind of restless wonder. Among all the existential questions that occasionally camp out in my mind, a few wear wedding rings.

I still remember a moment from my teenage years—one of those imprints that time doesn’t blur. My mother, with her unshakable realism, said to me: “Every marriage looks perfect from the outside. But once you’re inside, there’s no guarantee that your home will ever feel truly peaceful again. Arguments creep in when you least expect them—usually over children or money.” Read more

Newer posts
Older posts