Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.

I’ve sworn off self-help books many time in the past, yet I always find myself drawn back to them. My current rotation includes The Power of Now (which I’m not very impressed with), Emotional Alchemy (not bad, but not quite right for me), The Comfort Queen’s Guide to Life (a fun read and very helpful), How to Make Your Creative Dreams Real (wonderfully helpful and also a little painful), Simple Abundance (an inspirational daybook).

Looking over that list, I think I just learned something. Books written for women and/or about the creative experience (whether it is creating something concrete, like writing, or intangible, like a serene home) are more meaningful then books that tell me how to fix myself. Maybe nothing is broken…