rachbc's review against another edition

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With All Our Waves Are Water, Jaimal Yogis offers us a project that is clear and full of heart. Yogis presents an engaging protagonist, a thoughtful person coming of age and trying to figure out his place in the world. His Buddhist contemplations are hard-won: though surfing is an easy metaphor, his detailed observation of the emotion and experience of surfing adds lived complexity and insight.

This book is enjoyable to read and I empathize with its attempt to square the way we live with the way we want our lives to be. Throughout the book, Yogis struggles with the Zen task of accepting the world as it is, and ultimately he brings the narrative to a satisfying inconclusion, emphasizing the ongoing difficulties and joys of learning to accept what’s there rather than wish for something else.

sumayyah_t's review against another edition

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4.0

I will begin by saying that Jaimal Yogis himself offered a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review if I was so inclined.

When I began reading, the book smacked of "white guy goes to brown country and pretends not to be a tourist, successfully becomes a tourist" vibe. Jaimal even mentions it himself (page 2); howver, I was in for an experience that was much deeper than the surface implied.

Jaimal does a very good job seeking balance in his life and furthering his study of fundamental Buddhist principles. There is, of course, the water. Surfing as meditation, and the realization that life, borne of water, is like water: fluid and ever-changing.

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4.0

This book is proof that Twitter can be a life-giving place! I found Jaimal on Twitter and devoured his second memoir yesterday on a plane ride home. His insights about life and enlightenment are interwoven with truly remarkable stories of people and experiences he's encountered. The gut-punch beautiful moment for me was when his friend Sonam gave him an eye-opening line about accepting sadness. I'll be holding that close for a long time.
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