Entering a library reminds me of walking into a sacred space. Hushed silence, the sight of leather-bound ancient tomes, and the heady aroma convey an aura of wisdom and knowledge waiting for rediscovery. Rows of shelves tower high overhead. Each shelf overflows with volumes holding countless thoughts, dreams and personal revelations of a multitude of humans. They may have lived decades or hundreds of years ago. Opening a book allows me to experience a part of their lives.
The library gives me the impression I am standing on the shoulders of giants. I gather my research materials, spread them on the table and set to work. Hours pass in the blink of an eye. Not everything is online, and you can’t investigate historical details in a bookstore. Thankfully, my library has added a coffee shop.
Do you spend time in your library?
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
Jo Hawk 
You just reminded me of all the thoughts, efforts, beliefs, lived experiences and passion of all the writers throughout history. I shall remember this next time I go into a library. Thank you.
-TeNeM
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You are welcome. Glad it resonated with you, my friend. Enjoy your trip to the library.
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So true, when we are deep into our project hours pass so easily. Thanks for keeping me motivated!
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My pleasure. The sensation of hours going by while I work is one of my favorites.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you for the reblog
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Always happy to share, My Dear!
xoxo
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