This is the second book that I’ve
read written by Jack Daley and has become one of my favorites. Within the pages I view the life of the main character
who recollects various memories that one will find difficult to discern from reality. There are several dream sequences
that give the main character, named Jack, several clues about his existence and the collective memories that hone all men
and women alike.
You travel towards a higher level of understanding
and you are enraptured within the images. Within this one book you are privy to various stories that make very interesting
reading. The stories are told with a blatant honesty as you cannot help but to see and feel what the author has seen
and felt during his lifetime. As I said earlier it is hard to tell if this is fiction or nonfiction as the events that
unfold, however surreal, can happen to any of us physically and/or mentally.
A similar trait shared with Daley’s
previous book, “Tasting the White Water”, is that we journey with him as he embarks on a journey that may never
end. There are so many aspects of our lives that we lose touch with. If we are lucky, we can reclaim this awareness
before we pass on. His book will teach you small snippets about the teachings of Krishnmurti, who believes that the
problems faced by man can be resolved in part by understanding the images that fill our conscious and trying to understand
and then overcome these self imposed situations. Please don’t quote me on that last statement , but just know
that within the pages of Daley’s books you are taking a journey riddled with various images and thoughts that themselves
lead to the answers to complex questions.
Read “Sunday Mornings” and
then take whatever path your heart tells you to take. Along the way, this book will definitely keep you company and
assure you that you are not in this – the whole collective of problems versus solutions – alone.
Tyrone V. Banks
