There is a question
that I have been wanting to post on Facebook for some time because I am
really interested in hearing the responses of others, but when I think about
posting it I also envision the pajamas that Maura got Maggie for her
birthday. It has a picture of a cat and
reads, “It’s all about Me-ow.” Since I’d
rather that shirt not become too appropriate, I’ve decide instead just to post
the question here in the Northen News blog where anyone likely to read it is
already family.
Here is my question. “What was the first book you ever read
that really altered your way of seeing things?” I’m not just talking about talking a book
that you really got involved in and just couldn’t put down. What I mean
instead is a book that once you had read it, you could never look on
your life or beliefs quite the same way again.
For me that book was Alan Watts’ The Way of Zen, which I read as a freshman in college in 1965. I’d been raised Roman Catholic and gone
through twelve years of catechism. In
ninth grade, in fact, I was even considering going into the priesthood. In essence (though I sometimes found certain
aspects of the Church’s teachings difficult to reconcile) I was a true
believer. As I came closer to graduating
from high school, however, I began to ask questions. By the time I began college, my faith had
come loose from its moorings. I was
looking for some way to make sense of those kinds of questions that religions
ask.
What struck me about Watts was that
he was looking for alternative ways of viewing things and he found them in
Eastern religions, long before Zen or yoga became chic. He pointed out something new to me at the
time – the extent to which language shapes what we are able to think. English,
for example, requires a noun and a verb? Watts asks, “What happens to my fist
when I open my hand?” The answer, of course, is that it disappears because
there never was such a thing as a fist.
A fist is really an action and not a thing. It is an impermanent relationship. The
ultimate impermanence of everything including - perhaps especially - the self is a main
feature of Buddhism and other Eastern religions. This was not, as in Catholicism, the idea
that the soul is permanent and the body temporary, but the realization whatever
it is that we called our self yesterday is not the same thing as it is today. A
core self as a permanent entity is a fiction.
The result of reading The Way of
Zen for me was that I could never return to my old way of thinking. It was as though a bridge had been burned.
Of course since those
long ago days, I have read other books that have deeply affected how I think,
but I do believe that Watts’ book was the first. What I’d like to know from those of you
reading this is what the first book was
that caused a paradigm shift in your thinking.
Leave a comment here, telling me what it was and what kind of change in
thinking it caused for you. (After looking back at what I've written, I think I probably need to borrow Maggie's pajama top, but I'm going to post this anyway.)
8 comments:
"Ishmael", by Dan Quinn. I read it in college and still think about it daily.
For starters I hope that the gift did not leave anyone thinking that I believe Maggie to be Catty or am promoting that behavior. I just heard she liked cats and pink and that is what came up in my search!
But, to answer the question at hand…
It is now just one book, but the little house not the prairie series (particularly the first three books) were the first book I read that had an impact on the way I viewed the world. I read the books in elementary school, probably between the ages of 6-9. Being so young I really had no exposure to or understanding of ways of life significantly different than my own. Stories about how the girls got a penny or a stick of candy for Christmas, about the chores they had to do, about the scary situations such as snow storms or indian encounters really stuck with me. We were by no means rich, but I was always warm and fed. I never had to worry about my survival or the lives of my family. The struggles of the Ingalls family made me realize the value in what I did have at a time in life when we are mostly focused on what we wished we had. I try to retain that focus, even to this day.
Also, this was a historical book, but was also quite relatable to me as a young girl. Reading this series provided my first real understanding of history and the passing of time. It helped me to comprehend that the people we hear about in stories in books or in history lessons were real people with real feelings, goals, and experiences. Obviously that is clear to us as adults, but for children it is difficult to differentiate between fictional characters and historical characters. This book helped me to understand that stories about my parents or grandparents growing up were real the same way my life was real.
Clearly I have read deeper books with more profound revelations since then. But, the question was about the first book that changed my mind.
oops, "not just one book"
As I read my brother Mikes question I find it interesting to consider, “what was the first book that significantly altered the way I saw things”?
The reason I find it interesting is the link between experience and knowledge. My brother Mike is a reader, he discovers life through the knowledge of others by reading and pondering them. I was not a reader and my so process for discovering ideas was through experience.
I was also raised Roman Catholic but had abandoned catechism in middle school. Ironically experience took me deep into a spiritual world and realms, which were the antithesis of Catholicism. Reading would verified my experiences and give me an understanding of the authorities and forms of power within these realms. So reading did not play a pivotal role into my thinking process but did empower me. While my friends were reading Carlos Castaneda, “ The Teachings of Don Juan and A Separate Reality”, I was experiencing these realms they were only reading about.
Ironically in seeking through experience, combined with knowledge from reading I came full circle back to encountering the God of the Bible, a long story which I will not go into now. Encounter is a form of learning, as well as reading. The first book I read to verify the way I would look at this God I had encountered, besides the bible was a book called, “Evidence that Demands a Verdict “ by Josh McDowell. An attorney, he addresses many of the questions I had concerning the legitimacy of the bible being trustworthy, from the standpoint of historical fact. He presents factual evidence concerning the historical accuracy of scripture through archeology, ancient historians and ancient writings. In conclusion he discovers The bible, has stood the test of centuries of examination and in a courtroom the verdict would be it is trustworthy.
While this knowledge did not answer the many questions I had and still have concerning the teachings of the bible, it did give me the confidence to be able to believe the bible was something I could trust. That was forty years ago and I must admit I am still a mystic, learn through experience and travel the journey of a spiritual pilgrimage, investigating and discovering the unseen realms. The book changed the way I think because it changed my paradigm of life. I could trust the bible as a historical document but faith is required to unlock its transformative power. I now center my life in the teachings of Jesus Christ, they effect my actions, decisions and provide a present and future hope, assured we are eternal beings, whatever that form may take.
What I find interesting is that the book my brother read that changed his way of thinking and the book I read, were both doorways to spiritual enlightenment although they take different paths.
Maura, I remember how you used to love to lay in bed and read those books. I think you are absolutely right that one of the main draws of reading for a child is that it helps you to understand that the life they take for granted is not everyone's and it is the ability of characters in narratives to draw us in and help us experience and, to some extent, identify with the lives of others that makes reading so valuable. It interesting to me that even today you still enjoy historical fiction.
Ed brings up a good point, of course, which is that knowledge comes in many forms and that experiential knowledge may be the best teacher of all. I do believe, however, that the ability to read can really impact one's life and that (as Frederick Douglass mentions in his amazing life narrative), it opens up new worlds not available to someone who can only access oral culture. That is one reason I was curious to hear what kinds of reading really impacted everyone's lives. I do agree with Ed on one important point and that is that while reading does open new vistas, we tend to select reading that confirms what we already believe.
I remember you mentioning the book, Eli. What was it about the book that really made you think?
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