I stood in line at a restaurant in Seattle recently with two books under my arms: Rebecca Solnit’s The Beginning Comes After the End and Terry Tempest Williams’ The Glorians. I had just purchased them at Elliot Bay Books and was going to read for a few minutes before a next meeting. Another restaurant patron asked what I was reading. I showed him and said, “I’m looking for hope.” This spurred a brief, sweet conversation where we shared our overwhelm at the state of the world, introduced ourselves to one another, and shared a table for a few minutes. 

Chalk another one up for books. 

I check the headlines every day, I spend a little more time on the weekends catching up on news, and I view this as part of my civic duty. But I need some protein in my diet, and that’s where books come in.  

We are living in the golden age of access to teachers, experts, and luminaries. If we want to feel seen, inspired, bolstered, or not alone, it’s sometimes just our short attention spans that keep us from those things. And, as I always say where books are concerned, the one that speaks to me might do nothing for you, so we have to find our own recipe.  

I met a woman recently who reads more than I do. She told me about a practice of hers that I love. After she’s read 10 or 12 books, she sends handwritten cards to 5 or 6 people in her life who have asked for ongoing book recommendations from her. She tells them which one(s) she recommends specifically for them and why, and they get a card in the mail.  

Consider this my card in the mail to you—here’s what’s been inspiring me lately. 

May you be inspired! As always, I’d love to hear about it.