Is the Magic of Books Lost?

 Is the Love of the Authors Lost Too? 💗

When I worked in a bilingual school as an assistant teacher, I remember the joy in the eyes of the little children as I read storybooks to them. They loved story time and asked for it every single day. For them, those moments were magical: discovering the pictures in the books, following the hero’s adventures page after page.

In those stories, you could truly see and feel the love of the authors. Each book was created with the love of their hearts, and the children felt it too.

Some of my most beautiful childhood memories are the moments I spent in the local library, discovering countless books and diving into their captivating stories. I have always loved books. While others go shopping for shoes, I care much more about discovering new books.

To me, books are precious treasures - filled with ancient wisdom and stories that bring healing to the heart. Most of all, I love reading books about spiritual teachings from all around the world.

But now, this unique and precious magic of books for children seems to be disappearing. New technical, soulless tools are reading stories to children, often without the presence of an adult who can answer their questions. Before a little child has time to enjoy and process one situation, the artificial voice has already moved on to the next.

And now, children no longer hold books in their hands, enjoying the beautiful pictures drawn with love by the authors. Instead, their eyes are fixed on tablet screens, receiving a sensory overload of sounds and images, all far too early for their young brains.

When the love of the authors is no longer inside the books, when children no longer pause to enjoy an image created from the heart of a human being… what will happen to the power of imagination in a child’s heart?

It breaks my heart to see that, in our towns, even bookstores and libraries are closing, as their light fades because business is no longer good for them.

It is the same with books for adults: real books carry the love of their authors between the lines, transmitting their consciousness, feelings, and thoughts. I truly hope we can keep the treasures of books alive for all humanity.

The question now is: how can we keep this magic alive and preserve the treasures of books for all humanity, without surrendering them to stories written and read by soulless machines?

With Love, Jeanne
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