International Day of the Book
It appears to go by many names; International Day of the Book, World Book Day, World Book and Copyright Day. Whatever the name (and whatever the date as different places celebrate it on different days), today, April 23, is a day to celebrate the wonderful book. Bibliophiles everywhere are throwing parties for their books (okay maybe not but don’t you tell me that book lovers the world over aren’t imagining a big party with all their favourite book characters coming over).
Why April 23rd? It appears that many well-loved authors died on this day; Shakespeare, Maurice Druon and Vladimir Nabokov to name a few.
I’d like to take a moment and wax poetic about books. Books are free speech and imagination manifested physically, like any art. Art in general is what feeds our souls. Whether we are the creators of art or the witnesses, art is an expression that we, as humans, are all drawn towards. We are all artists and anyone who says otherwise hasn’t had the encouragement to express themselves through art.
As I’ve said in past posts, books engage all senses. When you are engaging both sides of your brain, reading the written word and imagining the pictures those words create you are left with a medium of art that is magical and powerful. It is no wonder that eons ago only the elite were allowed to write or read. With that much power at all of our fingertips, well, even the most poor can move mountains with words.
I often speak about books as though they are real – and they are. They are living, breathing things. They are the energy of a soul bound in paper. Once I open that book the energy is released and as I read the words, the energy becomes a part of me. Of my experience.
So books, like any art – deserve to be celebrated. Art is our energy, thoughts, emotion and imagination created and molded into solid form. Can you believe we humans can do that?
Hug a book today! Better yet, read one.