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A review by roomfullofpages
The Dark Interval: Letters on Loss, Grief, and Transformation by Rainer Maria Rilke
5.0
I'm speechless.
This was my first book "by" rilke and it outshines everything i have read before. Unfortunately I didn't understand everything completely, but that won't be the last time I read this compilation. There is still so much to discover.
With his emphatic and beautiful words, Rilke manages to make my heart feel and completely turn my perspective around.
He has this perspective that can change so much for so many people if you understand it.
This book found me in the right place at the right time and took me with it and absorbed me. I am simply speechless.
I will never find words to describe it. You simply have to feel it.
My favorite quote is this: "When i looked for the person who had passed away, he gathered inside of me in peculiar and such surprising ways, and it was deeply moving to feel that he now existed only there. My enthusiasm for serving, deepening, and honoring his existence there gained the upper hand almost at the same moment when the pain would otherwise have invaded and devastated the entire landscape of my mind.“ (page 62)
This was my first book "by" rilke and it outshines everything i have read before. Unfortunately I didn't understand everything completely, but that won't be the last time I read this compilation. There is still so much to discover.
With his emphatic and beautiful words, Rilke manages to make my heart feel and completely turn my perspective around.
He has this perspective that can change so much for so many people if you understand it.
This book found me in the right place at the right time and took me with it and absorbed me. I am simply speechless.
I will never find words to describe it. You simply have to feel it.
My favorite quote is this: "When i looked for the person who had passed away, he gathered inside of me in peculiar and such surprising ways, and it was deeply moving to feel that he now existed only there. My enthusiasm for serving, deepening, and honoring his existence there gained the upper hand almost at the same moment when the pain would otherwise have invaded and devastated the entire landscape of my mind.“ (page 62)