I really enjoyed this book! I love that it’s part memoir, part study of Buddhism and mindfulness. I love that she’s open about how much she felt like an outsider in a predominantly white and upper class movement, which is not a criticism, just a fact. Being “the other” is so much a part of our existence, and talking about it brings us together and creates greater understanding.
Ironically, however, she repeatedly shares her experience of going on many 3-6 months(+) pilgrimages and retreats over the years. I worry that this might set her apart from the class and people she was reaching out to with this book, as much as the wealth and whiteness of her spiritual counterparts set her apart in the beginning of her spiritual journey.
I ask any reader that might want to stop reading this book, because ‘who could ever afford to take off work for months to become enlightened,’ to please keep reading. There is so much to be learned from this book. Everyone’s journey to inner peace takes a different path, and all paths that lead to inner peace and loving kindness are worthy!