What a semester. I can’t believe the first semester of my second year is almost over. To be honest, I am looking forward to the break. This has been a very challenging semester. In a good way. However, I am looking forward to more sleep and time to recharge the brain. Literature this semester for me has been a little hit and miss. I have connected with most of the readings but there have been some I definitely did not (Sorry MG!).
We began our 19th Century voyage with the Romantics- the literary, artistic, musical and intellectual movement that began in Europe around the end of the 18th Century. Exploring the works of Wordsworth, the Wollstonecrafts and Coleridge, these readings confirmed a belief I had held long: I am a Romantic at heart. My deep connection to nature and the Earth, the natural beauty of the world continues to amaze and inspire me. This, coupled with the belief in the importance of human emotions, imagination and intuition, the Romantic period is a moment in history I wish I could have been a part of.
Next, we moved on to Jane Austen’s Emma’. This novel- I did not connect with. I just don’t think I am the target market for Jane Austen and her writing. To me, the novel is long winded, filled with forced and fake dialogue that I don’t care for. However, the idea of Emma and the disillusion of her ego is appealing. I am at the stage in my life where I am aware of my ego and the limitations it enforces in my life if I let it overtake. I am all about being mindful, awake and aware. To quote Eckhart Tolle ” Awareness and the Ego cannot coexist.” I understand why MG wanted us to read `Emma’ but I doubt I will be reading anymore Austen in the near future. Unless I have to.
We then moved into the Victorian era where we studied works by Dickens, George Eliot, Tolstoy and Oscar Wilde and made our visit to the NSW Art Gallery to view works by artists of the era which deepens our understanding and assists our learning of the period and the historical context in which they were created.
As I get older and evolve, I have noticed that things I once held close no longer have value to me. Material possessions, status and artificial connections are no longer important. I want to experience life on a deeper level. I have also realised that I am no longer a “city person”. I no longer have the patience for it. I need and want wide open spaces. I want an easy silence. As soon as I graduate from University, my dream is to move out of the city, find a teaching position somewhere on the coast or somewhere rural. Find a small cottage (or MY DREAM- live in a `Tiny House’) to call my own, grow vegetables, have chickens and cats and a dog. Live a simple life. I guess I am a Romantic at heart.