I resolve myself to write bad first drafts. Better second drafts. Great third drafts. Excellent fourth drafts.  Superb fifth drafts.

I resolve myself to not let my writing affect my mood. A bad writing day does not mean a bad day.

I resolve to be present in every moment.  I resolve myself to not agonize about writing; this interrupts the joy in my life. Writing is writing. It makes me whole, but it is also a craft, a craft I am nowhere near to perfecting. It will be a lifelong journey. Can I commit to this?

I think so.

Now that all of that is out there, I can talk about the book I’m currently loving: The Accidental Universe by Alan Lightman. No matter your background, your religious beliefs, your agnosticism or atheism, your view or non-view of the cosmos, this book is a must for anyone who is a citizen of this universe. The words are beautiful. Alan Lightman enlightens. He does not preach. He works through thoughts with you, and sometimes he does not arrive at an answer, because there isn’t one.

It you want to be lifted out of the small reality and into the huge, overwhelming, sublime reality, I encourage you to read this book.

Oh, reading! How it makes us more beautiful, more fully-realized people.