Infamous Instagram and social media author, Rachel Wolchin’s debut collection of poetry and prose, What You Missed While Blinking, is a culturally relatable voyage of self-discovery and spiritually conscious living. In her transformative and easy to integrate photographic novel, Rachel expands on topics such as pain, growth, self-forgiveness, self-love, as well as love and forgiveness of others and all things, explaining that where there is the most pain there is also the most room for growth. Her inspirationally compassionate messages of encouragement reveal how the patterns we repeat are continuously reflected back to us in the form of different people and situations so that we can become aware and objectively grow from them. Rachel reminds us that the most powerful transformations occur through the desire to heal from our past.What You Missed While Blinking takes readers along a journey filled with moments of both darkness and Light. It is in these moments--between each blink of our eyes--where we gain the clarity and certainty we need to face any challenge, and the power to redefine the life we are meant to live.
I bought this book when I was 22. Started reading it then put it down and never picked it back up because it wasn’t relatable. I wasn’t ready for it yet. Just sat down and read it in 1 hour. 25 year old me relates now and if you’ve ever been deeply hurt by someone you were in love with you’ll relate too. However, it’s truly just a bunch of “poetry” that isn’t even really all that good slapped on a page.
Carries some good advice about healing and self discovery and taking your life back, but just kinda meh overall.
I finally figure out why I despise the poetry in this book. Because it reads almost exactly as the stuff I passed off to myself for poetry in high school. The stuff that I can’t stand to read because its not that deep, and it doesn’t sound good and reading it doesn’t transport me anywhere. Its the drool left on a pillow in the morning after a good dream. Born in a high of idea but never more than drivel abandoned moments after conception. Never forged or refined how can you hope to make a sharp point of something thats barely been mined I dislike it for the wasted potential. My mom bought it for me and said she thought it would suit me because she said it was like my own thoughts and poems. Because I had deep thoughts like these. I SEETHE! I refuse to believe but yeah, looking back it’s quite true it would seem But these were Never left to ruminate, grape juice not wine. That’s not to say that grape juice isn’t fine I thanked her of course but I already knew the kind of book this was going to be. The misty pastel air on the cover fumigated my room. Haunting me for weeks. And when I opened it for the first time, I braced for the “impactful” prose of which this so called poetry collection was composed.
It was exactly how I expected it, bland. Paper airplane pages screaming thoughts, sent careening into the deceivingly swift current of the strid. Their full meanings lost in translation. These are the unsaid goodbyes, forming the door to the train of the last stop railway station into the void.
I guess in a way I do like it because there are some nice thoughts. And I do enjoy the hopefully tongue in cheek tagline of being a know it all and trying to spoon feed you advice about not giving too much advice to others and I REALLY enjoy the part where it says this book should be written in because I’ve been working on creating poems of my own to fill in the space in the margins and I painted on one. So thanks For that
To Rachel, if you even read this. I hope i am not too acidic in my review. This book really upsets me to read because of the missed potential and how much of my past self i see in this style of poetry. I think you could be a very good poet, this just feels like thoughts jotted down in the spur of the moment, picked up and left there unpolished stones. They dont rouse in me many feelings or paint a picture so vivid it feels like stepping through.They dont make me want to read them so often the words echo in and out of my skull for weeks on end. They are just thoughts, no more no less.
“when moving forward means going inward - i made a promise to myself to never dilute the power of my love and passion to fit into expectations and preconceptions of what love should look and feel like, and neither should you. it's these exact things that we need to nurture and protect to survive in this unbalanced world with escape routes from responsibility at every turn.”
“recognition - happiness exists. being with someone who helps you recognize where it is, is love”
“soular powered - you know those people who are just luminous? where their presence is beautiful and everything they do is captivating, and all you can do is gaze at them without looking away hoping that some of their light hits you? it’s rare individuals like these that inspire me to illuminate too. i strive to be vibrant, to be full of love and good energy that others can absorb like warmth from the sun-making them shine too”
“ascension - there’s magic in true friendship. we can’t do it alone. we need to guide each other through our dark nights into the light of day.”
“we were never half - reality is the space where mindsets are parallel but not in a puzzling way. reality is the space where two souls, two hearts, two separate individuals-connect- and side by side, against all odds, become two greater wholes”
“listening eyes - compassion for others. respecting everyone’s struggle and their differences. taking the time to look at everyone you encounter. actually looking at them, listening to them.”
“you make it easy - we’re really good at 10 minute hugs. you make it really easy not to notice time. you make it really easy not to notice 3am. you make it really easy not to notice anyone in the room. you make it really easy not to let petty matters consume too much energy. you make it really easy to laugh at the way our days unfold. you make it really easy to communicate differences and learn from one another. i love that so much of you will never make sense to me. thank you for making it easy”