For at least 20 years I have heard the refrain “I can’t believe you haven’t read Anne Lamott.” I have heard this from a wide variety of people – young, old, male, female, Christians, Buddhists, Hindus, Agnostics. You get the picture. One of my oldest friends got tired of saying it and sent me a copy of her book DUSK NIGHT DAWN – On Revival and Courage. I am grateful that he did. The book finally made it to the top of my tsundoku and, really, it was like ice cream. Like ice cream on a really hot day. Satisfying and filled with goodness. And hope. A feeling that we may make it out alive.
Another slim book, at barely 200 pages, even though it is rife with emotion it is an easy read. A lovely balance of tears and laughter. Lots of love. Lots and lots of love. For example –
Hope springs from realizing we are loved, can love, and are love with skin on. Then we are unstoppable.
I like that. Like reading that, like thinking that. So, if the day is hot and smoky, if the state of our world/culture/planet is wearing you down, if you wonder if maybe we are doomed, have some ice cream, read some Anne Lamott. She will remind you that life is a gift and that love is everywhere.
Is there a bingo square for reading a writer that has been recommended to you for over two decades?