To Each Her Own

It’s sometimes difficult to read a great book and not have anyone to share your enthusiasm with…hence, the blog. I’m slow, so it took me a little while to learn this lesson. However, once I put my ego in its place (back seat, not driver’s seat), I was able to accept the fact that not everyone will be as enthusiastic about my newest discoveries, cool authors, blow-me-away books as I am. No offense to me. No judgment from me. Just the way it is.

Recently, a coworker gave me a copy of a book that has impacted her in a profound way. She actually bought a brand new copy for me. This book/author was obviously important to her, and she wanted me to benefit from this spiritual guru as well. I was touched. I didn’t put it off purposely, but I had other books that I wanted to read first. I finally got around to reading it after some time. I read and read, trying to be open to whatever might grab me. Nothing did. In fact, I got a little annoyed at the writing style of the author and decided not to finish the book.

The next time my coworker asked me if I had gotten around to reading the book yet (she’s read through it 3 or 4 times by now), I told her that I tried, but couldn’t get into it. She was astounded and maybe a little hurt. I felt bad. But the fact is that what inspired her did not serve as inspiration for me.

Since then, I’m careful not to recommend books to people unless they ask. I don’t want someone to have my favorite author sitting in their bookshelves making them feel guilty. I figure that if they are meant to discover a specific spiritual teacher or inspirational author, the book will find them. If my favorite reads aren’t your cup of tea, then that’s just the way it is. So be it. The books that are meant to inspire will find you one way or another.

Life is good! Namaste. –Lori