Reading Rebellion

The powers that be, whoever they are, say that when writing blog posts keep your content to 300ish words.

And if you scroll back among my posts you’ll see I often fail miserably with that.
Partly due to not being pithy and not being a highly trained writer.  

And also because the rebellious one in me says "we become what the common culture tells us to be"-- dang it.
In other words when we are told we don’t have time or interest in reading more than 300 words, we become people who comply with that message.
This human habit drives me batty because we make ourselves crazy when we create norms that don’t serve us!

And besides Reading is FUNdamental to my growth, development and joy.
Maybe to yours too.

I’ll keep this one short though.

I want to share a couple of my current favorite reads. They both brought me to tears and helped me feel hopeful. They expressed things that make sense in my body and my mind. These are my people!

Book number one: Lost Connections by Johann Hari. He demystifies and deconstructs a part of our lives. If you struggle with depression, anxiety or loneliness -or have a loved one who does, read this. What I adore about this book is-- again and again --he comes back to why our “individualized story”  wreaks havoc with so many of us.

Number two:  My Grandmother’s Hands by Resma Menakem. This book has a quality of reverence for all people that bowls me over. It’s a book about healing our bodies around racism and the trauma that lives in all of us. It’s gentle and to the point. There are exercises throughout the book that he asks you to do to fully understand what he is pointing to.

His tips for settling the nervous system are simple, doable and dare I say fun.
If you want to learn how to settle your nervous system, and read about how racial trauma lives in our bodies this is a book to put on your list.

If I sparked your interest give them a go, or pass them along to someone you love.

Questions? Feedback? Call, write, send me an SOS.

Happy Spring,