I don't know if anyone still knows how to read tea leaves, but no matter, at many coffee shops around here the reading choices are very distinct. At Lonelyville the other day, I noticed that the one and only book they sell is called
What's Possible, 50 True Stories of People Who Dared to Dream They Could Make a Difference, by Daryn Kagan, who is the owner's sister. I wouldn't mind having a closer look at it someday.
The last time I was at Vox Pop the book with point of purchase priority was
Secrets of the Millionare Mind by T. Harv Eker, complete with a statement from the owner endorsing it. It sort of surprised me to see a book with that kind of New Agey outlook on sale in a place with significant hipness. But then again, when you look closely you notice a painting of the madonna holding the world in her hands, and then you realize what a sincere place Vox Pop is. Not so much irony, but plenty of depth, and a little
hope. And the people who work there are always so nice and happy to talk to me, no matter what kind of annoying question or comment I come up with.
I don't know why I haven't read that Eker book. I should have read it a million years ago. Would it kill me to become a positive thinker? Can I imagine for one second having wads of cash? Is it possible that I could live from a place of abundance and happiness instead of survival? Eh, why not.
