My Top Five Lovers

And by lovers….I mean books, of course. Come on people. Get your heads out of the composting bin.


Ok. I’m gonna get right to it. I love love love books on spiritual guidance/how to be my best self/how to be of greater service to my family and the world. I just do. And I know it’s not for everyone, which is great news actually, because then I’d have nothing to share with people. I’d be all ohmygosh I have to tell you about this super cool thing Dr. Wayne Dyer said about when you change your thoughts….and  then they’d be like…yep Lis. Read that. I already KNOW how to change my thoughts so that I can change what I see in the world. NEXT. 

But alternately, I do love talking about books with people who enjoy these kinds of books. Because then I might hear of one that makes me jet off to good ole’ Amazon quicker than a woman ordering the latest handbag that Jen Hatmaker herself wore during her amazing trip to all the amazing places in the world. I may or may not have raced there only to find that they are all sold out. Thanks for nothing Jen. OH fine. I still love you, because I did get in on your plug about the beachwaver. You were right. I’m in so much love with it that the waver and I should get a room.


Jen writes one of my favorite books, called For the Love. If you know her, like I pretend know her, she is just real and the also  the salt of the earth. Salt isn’t fancy, it’s just the flavor that you take for granted will always be there. That is Jen, strong, steadfast, and such a role model for me. AND is also literally SALTY sometimes. Which is just perfect.  PSSSTTTTT. I’m slipping her book in, and yet not counting it as one of my five. Like how I did that? teehee!!! 

Alrighty. Let’s get this going, shall we? I’ve got lots of things to LINK to, because I know you are going to be wanting to go to Amazon and get all these books. Do a little finger warm up, because you are gonna be doin’ some clickin’. And nobody wants you to pull a finger. Unless it’s your Uncle Fred, who never gets tired of that joke.

  1. Excuse me, your life is waiting, by Lynn Grabhorn. This is the first book I read that woke me up to my power to vibrate faster in order to pull in higher frequencies. Ok. Don’t glaze over here, now. Lynn is hilarious in this book and speaks very plainly with tons of stories. She just went on a mission to make her life better, discovered the work of Abraham (several angels who channel their message through Esther Hicks), and actually set out experimentally to find out what happens when you take steps to change your own vibration. Lynn has passed into the Heaven realm now, but I’m so glad she fulfilled her purpose on earth-to write a book that completely changes people’s lives. It did mine. Yep, it’s that huge.  (teehee!! I did it AGAIN!! I snuck another book in!! See how I did that?)excuse me your life is waiting
  2. The Power of  Your Subconscious Mind, by Joseph Murphy. Published in 1963, folks. And it’s a heavy hitter. My oldest friend (we attended each other’s one year-old birthday parties-old) gifted me this book, and I go through periods in my life when it doesn’t leave my side. It’s full of affirmations, stories, bible verses (that Dr. Murphy broke down to better understand the meaning) and so much more. For example, he once worked with a doctor who said, “Everything in my life is topsy-turvy. I’ve lost health, wealth, and friends. Everything I touch turns out wrong.” Joseph talked with him, and inspired him to write this affirmation, which he lovingly repeated every day:                                                                                                                                              Infinite intelligence leads and guides me in all my ways. Perfect health is mine, and the Law of Harmony operates in my mind and body. Beauty, love, peace, and abundance are mine. The principles of right action and divine order govern my entire life. I know my major premise is based on the eternal truths of life, and I know, feel, and believe that my subconscious mind [God] responds according to the nature of my conscious mind’s thinking.                                                                                                           And of course, he got better. This book is chock full of amazing stories and inspiration, and I’m always blown away that it was written 20 years before I was even born! Ok fine. Eight. 
  3. I Need Your Love, Is That True? How to Stop Seeking Love, Approval, and Appreciation and Start Finding Them Instead, by my beloved Byron Katie. (Just call her Katie-she’s casual like that). byron katieOne day, I got really brave, and read this book all the way to the end. The first time I tried, I got super nervous, because Katie was saying all sorts of crazy things like, It’s not your job to like me, that’s my job. And I was like, seriously lady? Really? Because I genuinely love shoving that burden off on my husband and family. But the thing is, she had a point, and I started to look at all the relationships in my life very differently. What if I actually started to take responsibility for my own happiness? What a concept! And then, she had this handy worksheet called :                                   Ask the Four Questions. It was life changing, and every now and then, I need to pull one of these bad boys out in order to ….well……in fancy terms—just get over myself already. I really can’t even begin to recommend this book enough, but it’s not for the faint of heart. Katie may call you sweetheart, but she doesn’t pull any punches.
  4. Carry on Warrior:  The Power of Embracing Your Messy Beautiful Life by my friend and mentor Glennon Doyle. Every now and again, I get really stuck in my writing, and so I shoot G a little tweet or message, and even though she is crazy busy and famous, she always has words of wisdom for me, and as long as I live, I will never stop singing her praises. She is the realest deal there is, my little reader. She takes the brokenness of her life, and lays it out there for all to see. We watch her descent…but then we see her rise, and it’s something of beauty. And it’s all there-so that you can use Glennon’s journey, to help you on yours. The thing G does, is takes that invisible line there is in the world that divides-marks some people as out, and other as IN– goes and grabs everyone’s hands, and DECLARES that everyone BELONGS, and pulls them into the circle.  (Her newest book, Love Warrior made Miss Oprah Winfrey herself take notice and say, “Girl! you are my new best friend! move over Gayle!” (well maybe not that last part.  (teeheheee!!! I did it again! I am the trickiest blogger EVER)                            carry on
  5. Eat, Pray, Love: One Woman’s Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia by Elizabeth Gilbert. What can I say about this book that hasn’t already been said? I think Liz would say to me, “just tell em what it meant to YOU, honey” And so I will tell you that this book taught me what it looks like to completely surrender–to let go of a plan, or the way you think life should be. To be brave, and try things, and that nothing, and I mean nothing, is more vital to living your best creative life, than taking time to develop a spiritual practice. I am taken aback when I read this book, at the way Liz just went beyond fear, and created such BIG MAGIC in her life. (high five me, here, ok? I’ve just now successfully snuck in yet another book without it counting. Oh the cleverness of me!)

eatAnd so. There it is, my darlings. I must tell you how very painful this was for me, to only pick FIVE. Technically 10.  How do I leave out The Universe Has Your Back: Transform Fear to Faith, or You Have 4 Minutes to Change Your Life: Simple 4-Minute Meditations for Inspiration, Transformation, and True Bliss , or What Is the Bible?: How an Ancient Library of Poems, Letters, and Stories Can Transform the Way You Think and Feel About Everything , or, oh man. I need to stop. I could really just go on and on. But let’s end on my trickiness, shall we? (13 books in the top five list!! that has to be a record! I really am a very naughty girl)

The Meanest Flower

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting

The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star,

Hath had elsewhere its setting,

And cometh from afar:

Not in entire forgetfulness,

And not in utter nakedness,

But trailing clouds of glory do we come

From God, who is our home.

Though nothing can bring back the hour

Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower;

We will grieve not, rather find

Strength in what remains behind;

In the primal sympathy

Which having been must ever be;

In the soothing thoughts that spring

Out of human suffering;

In the faith that looks through death,

Thanks to the human heart by which we live,

Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears,

To me the meanest flower that blows can give

Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.

-Bits and pieces taken from”Ode: Intimations of Immortality” by William Wordsworth

For the full poem, Click HERE*

Our Deepest Fear

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.'
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we're liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
From Marianne Williamson's book, A Return to Love  (many attribute this quote to Nelson Mandela,
and others have used it as well. It was Marianne:)
I write this quote in every graduation card I give out.
And I write it in my heart, so that I never forget.
This article shows all the places these gorgeous words have been used♥

Heads I win. Tails you Lose.

My makeup is my art.

I can go for 3 days in a row with a bare face and freckled nose.

 My words are sweet and warm, like maple syrup.

They are hard and sharp, like broken shards of ice.

My heart is open to love, and waits to soak it up like a sponge.

And then I  slam the door shut.

I want everything to stay the same.

But I crave transformation.

You won’t find God in church. He lives inside of you.

I am raising my children in the Catholic faith.

I got married when I was 18. Best decision I ever made.

Dear daughter, I don’t want you thinking about marriage until you are 30.

Dear sons, I want you to always use your words. They are more powerful than fists.

Sweetheart, if he does that again, you bust that kid up.

Give me a day alone, in silence.

Why has no one called me?

I love living in a ranch-style house in town with neighbors who smile and nod.

And I long for a farm-house with old woodwork and a gravel road and fields to tiptoe across in my pajamas and bare feet.

I love our busy family, and how everyone fits together like a Christmas Eve Puzzle.

My arms feel empty; and ready to hold another baby; to see who she resembles.

I want to wake up early and run, like the other hot mammas in my ‘hood.

If only I could sleep until noon, like my college days…when I was hot without trying.

I want to forget everything that makes me homesick for my childhood home.

Help me remember every detail.

Blood Type Teller

Well dear readers, the jig is up. Today you will know the truth about me, and that my middle name should really be Random instead of Ann. Up until this point, a person reading my posts could see a sort of progression. I’ve gone over who I am, ( a vampire if you count like I do) pssst! the vampire bit would make more sense if you read Job Application, where I talk about adding up years of experiences and figuring that into my age.  I’m like a 169 or something. I’ve covered my philosophy in life about creating something I can call mine and given readers a glimpse of how most of my head is full of lines from movies.  And how I shamelessly pilfer them with wreckless abandon. Yesterday I explained where I came up with my blog name, Carr party of five. This is where all logic and reason ends. It was fun while it lasted.

I feel it only fair to let you know what you’ll be getting yourself into. If you like your world orderly, and to make sense, you may want to turn around right HERE. Read no further. Do you describe yourself as organized,  make sure your socks always match, and write important dates on your calendar? This blog may not be for you. There are plenty of other blogs out there that are completely logical, and will not make you feel like Sunday morning in church after a wild night of Bingo.  My posts will do more twists than Chubby Checkers.  Like today. I would love to write about my new obsession, eating based on your blood type. And how…if you tell me your personality, I’d  bet my brand new monster jar of Nutella,  I could make a good guess what your blood type is. (  I’m working on making this skill translate into mucho deniro. Look for me at a carnival near you) But if I write about that, it will lead me to the fact that the lovely lady that hypnotizes me once a week gave me the blood type book. And then I’d start telling you all about THAT experience and how it’s confirmed in my mind that we create our own reality….and how I now associate Doritos and chocolate with the smell of vomit. Just kidding.

Which would lead me into a rat’s nest of  religion, multiple lives, and the Brazilian Butt Lift. (you didn’t see that last one coming, did ya?) Welcome to the inner sanctum of Lisa Random Carr. Now..tell me a little about yourself, and I will reveal your blood type. (Imagine me saying that in a gypsy makes it cooler).