When I started thinking about inspiration and how to go about finding it, there was one book (besides
Eat, Pray, Love) that loomed large in my mind. It was mystical, it was magical, and it made me cringe in all my cynical, pessimistic glory. It’s
The Secret. Despite its blockbuster appeal and runaway success, I just couldn’t work myself up to giving it a chance. But I have vowed that I will…just not yet. There’s something that I have to do first. My admittedly limited…
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