Rebecca's Reading Room

Rebecca Budd

Welcome to my Reading Room where stories dwell and words ignite our imagination. Rebecca’s Reading room is a virtual space that has been set aside for reading and reflection. It is a place where stories and poetry are given voice. I am your host, Rebecca Budd. I look forward to sharing these moments with you

  1. Aug 31

    Desiderata by Max Ehrmann

    S6 E 20: Desiderata by Max Ehrmann Some poems ask us to think. Others ask us to feel. A very few become lifelong companions. Desiderata, written by Max Ehrmann in 1927, is one of those enduring works. Its quiet wisdom has been shared across generations, offering gentle reminders about peace, kindness, humility, courage, and hope. In a world that often seems hurried and uncertain, these words continue to invite us to slow down and remember what truly matters. Today, I would like to share a simple recitation of this beloved poem. Rather than analysing its meaning, I invite you simply to listen. Perhaps a line will speak to you differently than it has before. Perhaps you will hear something you need today. The photographs accompanying this reading were taken during a walk through Beacon Hill Park in Victoria, British Columbia—a place whose quiet beauty seemed a fitting companion to Ehrmann’s timeless words. Thank you for spending these few moments in Rebecca’s Reading Room. Rebecca Desiderate by Max Ehrmann Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy. Photography by Rebecca Budd Location Beacon Hill Park, Victoria, British Columbia Music by Epidemic Sound Yonder Dale "We Carry On" https://www.epidemicsound.com/music/tracks/5ebe8dfb-5a21-307a-84e7-a8ed973dacee/

  2. Jul 3

    The Drowsy World Dreams On by Walter Everette Hawkins

    S6 E14: The Drowsy World Dreams On by Walter Everette Hawkins Welcome to Rebecca’s Reading Room. Today’s reflection began during a quiet walk through the campus of Simon Fraser University. I paused at the Trottier Observatory, surrounded by maps of the stars and the turning seasons, while students passed by on their way to class. In that moment, I was carried back to my own university days and reminded of how quickly time moves, and how easily life’s tender moments can pass unnoticed. From that experience came the memory of a beautiful poem by Walter Everette Hawkins, The Drowsy World Dreams On—a gentle meditation on beauty, passing time, and the importance of remaining awake to the gifts of the present moment. Thank you for joining me in the Reading Room. Rebecca 📚Rebecca’s Reading Room The Drowsy World Dreams On by Walter Everette Hawkins A flower bloomed out on a woodland hill, A song rose up from the woodland rill; But the floweret bloomed but to wither away, And no man heard what the stream had to say, For the drowsy world dreamed on. Thro the frills of a curtain a moonbeam crept, Till it fell on the crib where a nursling slept; And a whisper and smile lit a wee dimpled face, But none save the angels their beauty could trace, For the drowsy world dreamed on. A wee bird piped out mid the corn, A rose bloomed out beneath the thorn; But the scent of the rose and the birdling’s lay On the winds of the morning were wafted away While the drowsy world dreamed on. And the drowsy old world’s growing gloomy and gray, While the joys that are sweetest are passing away; And the charms that inspire like the picture of dawn Are but playthings of Time—they gleam and are gone, While the drowsy world dreams on. Photography and Recitation by Rebecca Budd Music by Epidemic Sound “One Voice” Johannes Bornlöf https://www.epidemicsound.com/music/tracks/c81da105-dd17-4aba-b43d-ca2a6df2f434/ Location: Simon Fraser University, Burnaby Campus Note: The last phrase “The Drowsy World Dreamed On” should be read “The Drowsy World Dreams On.”

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Welcome to my Reading Room where stories dwell and words ignite our imagination. Rebecca’s Reading room is a virtual space that has been set aside for reading and reflection. It is a place where stories and poetry are given voice. I am your host, Rebecca Budd. I look forward to sharing these moments with you