“Five years from now, you’re the same person except for the people you’ve met and the books you’ve read.” ~John Wooden
Sunday 29 May 2016
I am a collector.
I collect books, buttons, quotes, beautiful paper, tea cups, recipes, ideas, images and words. I may also have more than two sets of salt & pepper shakers…
I want everyone in the land to be as excited about all the things as I am.
If I like you, and we’re having a real conversation,
[The only kind I truly like to have.] then I will ask you what you’ve been reading. And I will inevitably tell you what I’ve been reading.
If I like you, I share.
I’ve been exchanging reading lists w my children since our homeschooling days. We still share GIFs, movie trailers and articles on the daily in our family text.
My favorite Sunday mornings include quiet, brunch and time to catch up on all the content that has been sent my way. I sift, I wander and I savor delicious words and ideas. I usually pair my reading with beautiful food out on the deck if the weather isn’t distractingly hot & humid, or by the fire in the winter.
I slow my mind and my soul and enjoy the intake.
That’s part of what the #100sharesproject is all about. Sharing more often and more expansively. Here are a handful of the beautiful readings that have come my way over the last two weeks:
[NOTE: The last two weeks have been heavy with loss, I would dilute this exchange if I pretended otherwise.]
- Rob Bell’s podcast called Robcast [I’ve already shared his series on lamenting a couple of times. Information + word study + validation = the comfort I needed.]
- The Bluestocking Babes [the book club I’ve been meeting w for 10 years] read The History of Love by Nicole Krauss. A glorious read. Beautiful language and a wicked complex plot through the eyes of several narrators. Wonderful if you like a challenge. Not a book to pick up and put down as you’ll have to remember where you are and who is who. Block off some time and dive in. I read it on a plane from Seattle to Atlanta. Perfect. A favorite quote: “Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.” Y’all. Go savor this book.
- The Art of Losing – Poems of Grief and Healing edited by Kevin Young These poems are salve. Poems say the thing we need with beautiful bottom-line glory. I bought this book off of a bargain table a couple of years after my father died. I have read and re-read and bought multiple copies to give away. I needed it again.
- Becoming Wise An Inquiry into the Mystery and Art of Living Krista Tippett I am enjoying this book the way you slowly eat a fancy chocolate bar. Breaking off a piece at a time. Saving it for just the right time. I’ve read passages aloud and it seems to me that I’ve underlined almost everything I’ve read. This is the quote on the dust jacket: “I’m a person who listens for a living. I listen for wisdom, and beauty, and for voices not shouting to be heard. This book chronicles some of what I’ve learned in what has become a conversation across time and generations, across disciplines and denominations.”
Cinnamon roll waffles [put cinnamon rolls from a tin in a waffle iron for 3-4 min.]
top with pepper jack cheese
maple syrup drizzle
fold over like a taco
Enjoy! BE in your life,