A few weeks ago, a nice gentleman from Crono News in Italy contacted me, asking if he could have a review copy of my book. Why, I said yes, of course.
Today I was thrilled to learn that not only did he write an excellent review, it was also the most beautifully written and heartfelt accolade I’ve ever received. It always amazes me when I learn how much The Transmigrant has touched people. I’ve made so many friends through the book, both with readers and writers, and my life is so much richer because of it.
It also frightens me, because I wonder if The Holy Conspiracy (my next book, to be published on September 16, 2020) can live up to the expectations from The Transmigrant. Although The Holy Conspiracy, a sequel, is different in many ways, I believe it has its own gems. Oh, the fears of failure that all artists go through…
Here’s a Google Translation of Cristiano Luchini’s amazing review. Link to the article below and also on the News & Events Page.
The Trasmigrant by Kristi Saare Duarte: review of an excellent training novel, imbued with great mysticism.
The Trasmigrant by Kristi Saare Duarte is an alterative vision of the life of Jesus of Nazareth. Inspired by both ancient scriptures and relatively new discoveries, such as the Russian traveler’s book Nicolas Notovitch “The Unknown Life of Jesus Christ”, this book explores the life of Jesus in his years of study and meditation in India, which will allow him to become an effective and well-educated “preacher” on the many religious foundations of his time. It is a book that the authors of Siddhartha (Herman Hesse), The Prophet (Kahlil Gibran) and The Last Temptation of Christ (Nikos Kazantzakis) would not have denied, because Duarte managed to create a convincing, truly human Yeshua. The Trasmigrant could be considered as a travel diary and a story of self-awareness, self-discovery and spiritual by someone whose deepest motivation was to be loved and to help others. The author has done extensive research to be able to give her novel the foundations necessary for her realism. He also showed great depth in his reflections. Yet it is an easy and pleasant reading that I recommend to anyone who loves intellectually and spiritually enriching books.
The Trasmigrant: Pressed by his family and peers to obey his father and get married on the threshold of adolescence, Yeshua escapes with another novice, a monk, also a seeker of truth, and begins his journey. His travels take him to the borders of India, at the foot of the Himalayas, through lands where he meets followers of Buddhism and Hinduism and begins to see that not everyone shares the same god, neither faith nor beliefs. Find comfort in meeting ordinary people; the workers, the peasants, the poor, and he begins to understand that his vocation in life is to bring the message of God to all men, not only to the “chosen ones” or to those who are faithfully faithful to “their only true God “. Over the years, he gradually internalizes great spiritual truths, finds love, loses love, but never stops teaching ordinary people, and the voice of a different type of teacher spreads, one who professes that God loves everyone. in the same way, in turn, that everyone should love and respect others as equals. The obvious parallels are linked to the first life of Jesus Christ and his subsequent return to the Holy Land, where he finally faces his destiny at the hands of Rome.
This is not a tragic tale, but a fascinating perspective on a man whose name has become synonymous with one of the greatest religious movements in the history of Earth. We see the journey through the eyes of a very young boy, a boy who challenges the status quo, and who, as he grows older, becomes wiser and sees that the only true God can be one who respects all men as equals. There are many adventures, twists, almost deadly episodes, not to mention the threads of spiritual intuitions that the author weaves into the plot. It is not an evangelical presentation, far from it. It is, most likely, a more accurate rendering of the journey that Jesus Christ has undertaken, an invitation to the reader to see a different perspective from that presented by conventional biblical texts. A very useful and recommended reading.
We conclude by quoting a truly touching passage of Kristi Saare Duarte’s The Trasmigrant, in which Yeshua is found in the sacred waters of the Ganges River, in India: “He swam below and above the surface, stroke after stroke, until he was saturated with the blessing of the river. As if thrown into another dimension, Yeshua sat on the shore and crossed his legs in the lotus position. The world had moved. The sounds around him were a hundred times louder, the smells a thousand times louder, and everything around him was wrapped in waves of energy. He wanted to stay right in that moment and never come back. Nothing, absolutely nothing else mattered. The world was a perfect place and the people around him were sublime. The white cows smiled at him with big teeth. The cripples had come here to fulfill their purpose. A healthy body did not guarantee happiness more than the lack of arms caused pain. Supreme happiness resided in the soul, in the atma. The atma was God.And everyone and everything was God. Yeshua could have remained in a trance forever, but the aroma of fried and milky pastries made fun of him. His fellow Brahmins had distributed an assortment of foods on the stairs and feasted on spiced vegetables. But Yeshua was no longer hungry. His body was full of spirit and his physical needs seemed arbitrary. Instead, he remembered his silent promise to the beggar. He chose a puff pastry filled with lentils, took a cup of tea and went back to feeding the cripple. It seemed that the man was expecting Yeshua’s return. How easy it was to communicate with a mute: Yeshua simply opened his heart and connected their souls. The beggar had lived in that place for years. His life had not been bad. He was always hungry but did not risk dying. Most of the pilgrims were generous and spent just one day without receiving anything to eat. The man hissed with joy when Yeshua took him down the stairs and placed him deep in the water. He held the cripple in his arms and helped him float in the sacred waves. Calmly, Yeshua sang a healing mantra while the cripple absorbed the sacredness of Mother Ganges. When Yeshua put him back on the stairs above the river, the cripple glistened, his face twisted into a smile. And when Yeshua left him there, he realized he had done enough. Kindness was free and it was something he had in abundance. ”