I’m still jumping for joy over discovering this book! Part of me wants to buy a copy for everyone I know, and part of me wants to keep it as my little secret. What’s with this mixture of sensations when I find something, like “Blessed Are The Weird,” (BAW) that’s incredibly amazing and spectacular?!
TO SHARE...
I want to tell everyone about it because it deserves to be shared! This author...this message...deserves to be heard and recognized. Finally, someone has so well expressed things that I, and many of my friends, have felt and longed to find the words for. I want others to feel the thrill and relief that I feel while reading this book. I want them to know - they’re not alone! 🙌🏽 That their feelings are describable. That those like us who want to come out of our shells and shine brightly are beginning to come forth! There is a place for us. A convening is happening at this time on earth like never before in history. ✨
Another part of my wanting to share this book is because my ego little bit wants to be recognized as the one who found this treasured work for them. 😆 Like my friends will cry and cheer me for recognizing this wisdom and for sharing it with them! 😂 (I’m dramatizing and being sarcastic, but ego says, “ya, I would secretly love that.”) They’ll raise fists to air ✊🏽 in solidarity recognizing We are the Blessed Weird, and Jacob Nordby himself will raise his fist with us and give me a wink and a nod for spreading his words and selling a few extra copies for him. 👌🏼😉😂
OR NOT TO SHARE...
But then on the other hand I want to keep BAW a secret treasure all to myself, because there’s this suspicion in me that once shared the powerful feelings I get from reading it will somehow be diluted. Like, I’ll give away some of the magic it holds for me by passing it around and letting everyone have a bite. But that’s irrational! Sharing this work that brings me thrills and chills might bring more of such delight for others. And the energetic circle of thrills and chills would grow stronger and more celebratory!
Or not...the book won’t resonate with some folks. A few might read, shrug and say “it’s good, but....” This has happened before and it impacts me. I get in other peoples’ heads and then begin to judge my own experience of delight thru their eyes of meh 😏. Judging my own life experience thru the eyes of others is an old demon that I’ve walked a long way from, but he still seems tethered to me and catches up sometimes like this. So, I hesitate to share my enthusiasm for this book in order to protect my experience of delighting in it. I don’t want to risk sullying that.
Secondly, I hesitate to tout BAW to all my friends because I believe books find you when you’re ready for them. Me shouting, “this is the greatest book ever and you just have to read it!” will not guarantee it’ll be great for you right now. In fact for some my cheers will only cause you to approach the book with an edge of skepticism.
So here I am in the middle with a list of pros and cons to share, or not to share. But here I am sharing it...because something in me has to. Quieting all the pro and con demons in my mind I still would hold this book up in a silent darkened arena for everyone or no one to see, because it delights my soul and I can’t help but cheer it. I cheer it for me.
** I obviously took the 1st photo, but the rest of them ...photos credits to my Man 
