I wasn’t looking for this book. It found me, and in it, I rediscovered myself.
“Soul-Forgetfulness” is a term used by John Eriugena to describe society’s denial of our innate sacredness. For me, this book by John Newell, cleared away the fog shrouding my soul and reawakened in me a hope for the future of our world. Learning has never felt so right, and I drank in the words from this book as if it were a fountain of youth. Truly, this book seems to be some ethereal pool of wisdom which I desperately needed. It healed my abandoned hope, and comforted me in my humanity. Every sentence provides some wisdom from a Celtic scholar, and the pages seem to be interlaced by a divine thread which shouts that the earth is sacred. I recently separated myself from the organized Christianity which I grew up practicing, and this book was the salve that offered me a reconnection to spirituality in a way that I feel a deep sense of kinship and rightness with. This is a belief system which honors the earth, the divine, and the human. It is how I feel life should and can be. This book is a balm. I am grateful that it caught my eye from the bottom of an unassuming bookshelf. I’m not sure what I am going to do with all of my newfound inspiration, but I am excited for my future in a way that I feared I wouldn’t be able to discover.