Fall is a time of transition, and this year, transition feels hard. The day this is published, November 10th, is the one year anniversary of my father’s death. I am exhausted by the vitriolic lead up to this year’s election, which has left so many people at seemingly irrevocable odds with one another. Now, I’m reaching for some beauty and light, and I’m finding it in art, creativity, the generosity of animals, and the beauty of wild places, which give me the inspiration to keep writing and loving. Here’s what I’m turning towards. I hope you’ll explore what speaks to you.
- “Still I Rise,” Maya Angelou
- Sometimes a Great Notion, Ken Kesey
- The Hearts of Horses, Molly Gloss
- Braiding Sweetgrass, Robin Wall Kimmerer
- Ceremony, Leslie Marmon Silko
- Braving the Wilderness, Brene Brown
