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Danielle Allen's Reviews > Yoga Bitch: One Woman's Quest to Conquer Skepticism, Cynicism, and Cigarettes on the Path to Enlightenment
Yoga Bitch: One Woman's Quest to Conquer Skepticism, Cynicism, and Cigarettes on the Path to Enlightenment
by Suzanne Morrison (Goodreads Author)
by Suzanne Morrison (Goodreads Author)
Morrison’s book was much different than what I expected, which is appropriate, I suppose, since Morrison’s trip turned out to be much different than what she expected.
Whenever I read a spiritual memoir I anticipate a certain formula (I’m not criticizing – in fact I LOVE this formula, which is why I read so many of that genre), but Morrison steps outside of that formula. Instead of the typical “I suffered, I looked for God, I found God,” Morrison explains her journey and frustrations with her unending search for God, and severely questions both what she has learned and the validity of the quest. This was an incredibly refreshing take on a spiritual memoir.
Also, it made me incredibly hungry for brownies. You’ll understand when you read the book :)
Whenever I read a spiritual memoir I anticipate a certain formula (I’m not criticizing – in fact I LOVE this formula, which is why I read so many of that genre), but Morrison steps outside of that formula. Instead of the typical “I suffered, I looked for God, I found God,” Morrison explains her journey and frustrations with her unending search for God, and severely questions both what she has learned and the validity of the quest. This was an incredibly refreshing take on a spiritual memoir.
Also, it made me incredibly hungry for brownies. You’ll understand when you read the book :)
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Quotes Danielle Liked
“GOD. Sometimes I think there might be a god out there, and that every once in a while he tunes in to see what we're up to, and have a good laugh at how we like to dress him up in various costume. Robes, thorny crowns, yarmulkes and curls, saris and butt-hugging yoga pants. Male, female, a genderless reincarnation factory; a Mother Earth or a withholding Father Christmas. I would think it would amuse the hell out of him. That we're all idolaters, worshiping figments of our own creation who bear no resemblance to him.
Maybe he's sitting in some alternate dimension somewhere, saying, 'Shit, I didn't even create the world! I was just cooking my dinner, not paying attention to the heat, and suddenly here was this big band and a few hours later, a bunch of dinosaurs...”
― Suzanne Morrison, Yoga Bitch: One Woman's Quest to Conquer Skepticism, Cynicism, and Cigarettes on the Path to Enlightenment
Maybe he's sitting in some alternate dimension somewhere, saying, 'Shit, I didn't even create the world! I was just cooking my dinner, not paying attention to the heat, and suddenly here was this big band and a few hours later, a bunch of dinosaurs...”
― Suzanne Morrison, Yoga Bitch: One Woman's Quest to Conquer Skepticism, Cynicism, and Cigarettes on the Path to Enlightenment
