Page 45 Review by Stephen
I defy you not to beam broadly every time this cover meets and greets you in your home.
My reaction, time and again, has been both immediate and instinctive and joyful.
Its composition and colours are elevating!
It is organic, embracing and radiating affection from its strong centre whilst cleverly clasping you at its outer edges with a more soothing balm. The cover is a tonic for tired eyes just as its contents will prove healing for your heart and sustenance for your soul.
The cover is, of course, a mandala, so it is time for some quiet contemplation.
"It's funny how we have two meanings for the word - HEART.
"The one that beats inside us.
"And the heart that is less tangible. Less noisy. But just as important.
"We certainly cannot live without the function of the one.
"But without the other we cannot fully experience life."
There is no preaching here, no holier than thou, but instead a huge kindness, gently reminding us all of which priorities actually make us happiest when sometimes we forget.
We're not on this planet to receive: we are here to give and in giving we all receive so much more back in return.
We are not here to crave, for in craving lies dissatisfaction and discontent. And I should know: I still smoke 40 a day. So that's at least one of my hearts in jeopardy.
True happiness lies instead in appreciating what you already have, if you have it. Not everyone has it, as I'm keenly aware, so it is all the more important that we open our hearts to others: important not just for them, but for us as well.
"Any time we close off our hearts to any being we close off our hearts to ourselves.
"It is impossible to cage our hearts off to the world and still have access to it ourselves."
There is a balance here. There is a balance between opposing pages, both verbally and visually. Surrounded by so much white space which leaves our thoughts free to roam, the outlines are simple and distinct, the colours cool and natural in pinks, blues, greens and cream.
Hands reach out lovingly and tenderly in all shapes, colours and sizes, the wrists adorned to all individual tastes. Some are a bit grabby on the coinage front, but true wealth so often eludes them.
This quiet comic is all about patience: patience with yourself, forgiveness of yourself and so love of yourself. If you're anything like me, you may focus too hard and too long on what you think you've said or done wrong. Mike humbly suggests that you give yourself a break, and begin anew.
"Allow yourself to be warmed."
Free from the distracting clutter of self-regarding cleverness or long-winded, pompous verbosity, POVERY OF THE HEART is instead slim and succinct. It gets to the point; yet what it has to say is plenty.
If you want more words of wisdom from Mike Medaglia then we all recommend his ONE YEAR WISER which I imagine is at least 365 pages long. I can't check from home.