So way back on Day 4 I wrote about my excessive bookwormery and got into many of my favorites. But since Calla died, and my life has been, um, a complete unexpected whirlwind, I've been thinking quite a bit about one of my all time favorite books.
The Alchemist, by Paolo Cohelo. Damn, if this book doesn't teach about living in the moment, believing in what we already have, following your dream, and listening to the Universe. I haven't read it again, and it's been awhile since I read it the last time (of how many, I don't know). I think I'll pick it up again when the 3 (!) I'm reading now are done.
I'd highly recommend this book to anyone who is living any kind of life.