Todos en algún momento creamos nuestro propio refugio, ese que resguarda aquello que nos da calma y nos salva cuando parece que afuera no escampa.
We all at some point create our own shelter, that which shelters that which gives us calm and saves us when it seems that there is no rain outside.
Leer es una actividad que me permito cuando necesito una pausa de todo, me gusta detener mi historia por un momento para adentrarme en otras. Creo que todos necesitamos un respiro de vez en cuando🍃.
I hope you are feeling well, in the month of June I read three books, each one very different, and today I want to share with you a little bit of what they were for me, and why not? Also in case it catches your attention and encourage you to read one of them. I do not consider myself a reader one hundred percent, but sometimes I dedicate a little time💞.
Reading is an activity that I allow myself when I need a break from everything, I like to stop my story for a moment to delve into others. I think we all need a break from time to time🍃.
In June I started with Nausea by Jean Paul Sartre, and for me who had not read anything by him, I found it a little difficult at first because I did not understand very well what it was about, until I kept reading and then everything became clearer, I was starting to get more interested in a book full of existentialist questions, It contains certain desperate fragments of a life of jadedness where the protagonist experiences a sense of emptiness that, undoubtedly the writer knew how to express very well to convey these feelings and thus immerse me in these existential loops, despite all this, persisted in the story a very small hope that gave some light to it, but in the end it ended up fading😭.
Creo que es un libro que lleva a cuestionarse un poco ciertas cosas, y que para mí no fue tan fácil de leer, por lo que hacía cortas pausas y, en ello le hice un poco de tiempo a otro libro que ya te cuento de que se trata, pero continuaba este, y entendí una cosa: No siempre es bueno esperar que alguien nos salve, porque a veces lo único que nos puede salvar es uno mismo.
I think it is a book that leads to question certain things, and for me it was not so easy to read, so I made short pauses and, in this I did a little time to another book that I'll tell you what it is about, but continued this, and I understood one thing: It is not always good to expect someone to save us, because sometimes the only thing that can save us is oneself.
Es una novela llena de tristeza, amor y misterio, que se centra en el hijo que va en busca de su padre, pero lo que más me sorprendía al leer era darme cuenta conforme avanzaba la historia, que no todos los personajes estaban vivos y, que todo lo que acontecía no era precisamente en un plano terrenal. Eso concedía algo de magia a la novela, pero, sobre todo, le daba un toque sombrío, por lo que fue muy importante leer detenidamente cada uno de los diálogos que allí se presentan, ya que me atrevo a decir que la novela no es tan sencilla de leer, requiere cierta imaginación. Sin duda, fue algo diferente y mejor de lo que esperaba😱.
Now, the pause I was talking about is called Pedro Paramo, a book by Juan Rulfo that was much shorter than the previous one and that I read in a few moments.
It is a novel full of sadness, love and mystery, which focuses on the son who goes in search of his father, but what surprised me most while reading was to realize, as the story progressed, that not all the characters were alive and that everything that happened was not exactly on an earthly plane. That gave some magic to the novel, but, above all, it gave it a somber touch, so it was very important to read carefully each of the dialogues that are presented there, since I dare say that the novel is not so easy to read, it requires some imagination. Undoubtedly, it was something different and better than I expected😱.
En él, Elvira deja conocer algunos rincones de Madrid, y una forma muy sensible de ver el mundo, aunque a veces las paredes se estrechen. También creo que este libro ayuda a cambiar un poco la idea que tenemos de los nuevos comienzos y nos demuestra a no quedarnos con el miedo, a tener paso firme. La verdad, lo disfruté muchísimo, sobre todo porque me llevo a conectar con mi propia sensibilidad, entendí que:
Nuestros ojos yacen al lado izquierdo de nuestro pecho, que hay tanto para ver, pero no todos somos capaces de abrir los ojos un poco. Y que en un mundo lleno de rabia, cabe siempre un poco de belleza, porque los detalles humanos aún viven. Nos viven.
And I finished June with Madrid me mata by Elvira Sastre, a personal book that has not been published for long. It is full of empathy, love, adventures, sadness, poems and letters, where she recounts her big change to a big city and the desire to venture when you are young and looking for opportunities.
In it, Elvira lets us know some corners of Madrid, and a very sensitive way of seeing the world, although sometimes the walls are narrow. I also think that this book helps to change a little the idea we have of new beginnings and shows us not to stay with fear, to have a firm step. I really enjoyed it a lot, especially because it led me to connect with my own sensitivity, I understood that:
Our eyes lie on the left side of our chest, that there is so much to see, but not all of us are able to open our eyes a little. And that in a world full of rage, there is always a little beauty because human details still live. They live us.
Esto ha sido todo, es mi primera vez en esta comunidad y espero te haya gustado. Ya veremos que depara este mes de Julio…hasta un próximo post❤❤❤❤❤❤❤.
That's all, it's my first time in this community and I hope you liked it. We will see what the month of July has in store...until the next post.❤❤❤❤❤❤❤.
Imágenes de mi autoría y el texto al ingles en Deepl.
Images of my authorship and the text in English in Deepl.