On my trip to Brattleboro a few weeks ago I picked up a copy of Tricycle, which is a Buddhist magazine.While waiting for my car to have it's oil changed, I thumbed through the magazine and found mention of this book by Noelle Oxenhandler.
At home, I looked the book up on Amazon and read a few pages, which I only found of mediocre interest. I wanted to check out the book in a bookstore before I ordered it, plus I had just placed an Amazon order and didn't want to place another.
On Sunday I attended an Art fair in Keene. Great fun and my friend Frankie had a booth there so I got to chat with her. Across the street was a bookstore. At first, I couldnt remember either the book title or the author's name. Then I remembered the words Wishing Year and the bookstore clerk looked it up for me.
They had the book and I bought it. Well, it is so perfect for me. One of her wishes is to buy a house and even though in about the middle of the book it turns out she can buy the house she is renting (no real estate people to deal with, no endless internet searches), still the agonies she goes through around spending the money and materialism etc etc are so similar to mine that I connected right away. I like her skepticism too about this wishing thing being a magnet to manifest your desires. She says even though she lives in California, the wooo wooo state, she begins her wishing year from a point of skepticism.
I too have a bit of this. Doubt and fear hold me back. I am such a meld of the bohemian go for it all and the schoolmarmish conservative lets be sensible. (No offense to school teachers meant, it's just a cliche image). I am half way through the book which I started yesterday. When you wish upon a star........
