The Top Ten Books Which Have Helped Transform My Life

We would all love to write one of these, yes?

Wow. Like you, Ann Litts, I am not entirely sure where to begin. Starting early on, I have read something like four books a week for… ever?

Some of it is research into emerging thought systems now, and, truth be told, it probably was ‘then’ …as understanding how others are taught to think fascinates me. These are taught systems taken as truth. Fascinating.

  1. Long before I read them to myself, these books were read to me: everything by A.A. Milne, the world of Pooh and Christopher Robin. Long before the Tao of Pooh, these books held timeless wisdom, delivered in that fun and adventuresome way loved by children of all ages.
  2. First ones that truly impacted me…a leather-bound set of children’s books that lived on its own special shelf, only reachable by adults… until I grew. It contained Robin Hood, Black Beauty, Arabian Nights, Heidi, Bambi and one other whose title escapes me at the moment. These were read to me until I could read them myself… discovering that they were ‘edited for children’. Upon this discovery, I set off to the library in search of first editions.
  3. Bambi and Bambi’s Children. Felix Salten’s masterpieces of life experienced through the eyes of another species.
  4. The Jungle Book(s). Kipling’s masterpieces. Life lived outside the parameters of what is humanly possible or permitted. I so wanted to be a wolf!
  5. Atlas Shrugged, by Ayn Rand. I read this when I was twelve and Dagny Taggart changed my life. I recognized the author’s description of walking through empty rooms to advancement, in my consulting work. And, yes, there had to be those worthy of what I bring to the table somewhere?
  6. If we’re delving into spiritual literature, I’d have to segue into ‘my library’. The one(s) I have donated to libraries and spiritual centres around the world as I have, sadly and lovingly, deconstructed same. Kindle works better for travelers, even if I do miss the feel of a real book in my hands. 
    Initiation, by Elisabeth Haich, the story of a young Egyptian initiate who learns about what it takes to hold light ‘the hard way’. What I loved most about this was that Elisabeth did not want to write ‘her story’ because she wondered how her particulars might possibly help someone else whose particulars would be their own… ditto, Elisabeth… and yet…and yes, I would have to add anything by Pema Chodron.
  7. Richard Bach’s Illusions, though Jonathan Livingston Seagull came first.
  8. Leaves of Grass, by Walt Whitman ties with Emerson’s Essays, any of the Shakespeare plays, Macbeth in particular, {Birnam Wood has arrived, baby!} and Thoreau’s Walden.
  9. Tolkien… The Hobbit fueled my love of adventure and magic and taught a young tween that the worlds she imagined were, in fact, real, and not ‘only imagination’ as she was so often scolded. Followed closely by The Lord of the Rings. I have lost count of my reads of these. Isn’t that fun?
  10. The Strands of Starlight series, by Gael Baudino. Four books in the series, five if one reads the supplemental short stories. These are hard to get now, more’s the pity. “Mother made me. I am She.” Oh, yeah.


I read a lot of science, spiritual literature of the great traditions, sci-fi, and fantasy based on world systems of magic {Read Jeff Wheeler for a great ride… start with the Muirwood trilogies. He can’t write fast enough for me at this point…I’m through Kingfountain and into Harbinger.}

I also read investigative archaeology and astronomy, including quantum and astro physics. We are made of star stuph. Glimpses are showing up in exploratory literature. Finally!!

Thanks for the prompt, Ann. Tagging Louise Foerster, Gail Boenning and Aodaoin Hathaway just for fun.