Book Review: Small Steps, Blessings to Lift Your Soul on the Pilgrimage of Life by Kimberly Knowle-Zeller

 


Thank you to  #NetGalley for the advance copy and to Morehouse Publishing for bringing this gem to print!

First, this is not my normal type of read. Given that, I was pleasantly surprised. This little book is a keepsake for everyone. It is the book that you lay on your coffee table, night stand, desk by your calendar and when time permits, pick it up, anywhere anytime and read a few pages.  This is that book you give someone and know they will thank you after opening the cover and diving in.

So many books with a spiritual nature are written for biblical scholars and everyday folks are more baffled trying to take something concreate away to apply to every day life. This book is not like that! Each chapter begins with a personal intimate story by the author followed by Blessings.  These Blessings, as the author calls them, are prayers which are essentially words of encouragement, reflection, sensitivity, and compassion. The word choices the author uses calm the spirit, they offer a reason to celebrate being alive, right here, right now in the moment.

This book is for everyone and the best of it's kind I have ever read.  Whether you are hurting, angry, despondent, melancholy, happy, reflective, joyful or none of the above,  open it and begin to read.  You can't imagine how clearly the images she paints with her word choices and you just may find yourself looking at the world around you differently! 

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