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I once belonged to a small group of folks who called ourselves "Sagan Pagans." We combined a Western neo-Pagan spiritual practice with a naturalistic/atheistic worldview and were highly inspired by late 20th-century science communicators like Ann Druyan and Carl Sagan. Although Sasha Sagan is deeeefinitely not a Pagan, I immediately recognized a kinship between what she writes about in this book and what we "Sagan Pagans" do: building a spiritual rhythm from the natural cycles of seasons and lifetimes.
This is a truly excellent book. Sagan's sense of the sublime and her way of seeing even the most mundane moments as worth of celebration restored some much-needed hope in the world.
The book does suffer from some jarring moments of unquestioning cis- and heteronormativity, romantic-partners-as-possessions, and a seeming lack of awareness of the existence of neo-Paganism, theistic or non. Ironically, the fact that the rest of the book is so good makes these clunker moments feel even clunkier. Still, if you can handle this handful of graceless moments, you will be rewarded with a book that helps remind you of the awe and wonder of the Cosmos, and of the sheer improbability of being alive to experience it.
This is a truly excellent book. Sagan's sense of the sublime and her way of seeing even the most mundane moments as worth of celebration restored some much-needed hope in the world.
The book does suffer from some jarring moments of unquestioning cis- and heteronormativity, romantic-partners-as-possessions, and a seeming lack of awareness of the existence of neo-Paganism, theistic or non. Ironically, the fact that the rest of the book is so good makes these clunker moments feel even clunkier. Still, if you can handle this handful of graceless moments, you will be rewarded with a book that helps remind you of the awe and wonder of the Cosmos, and of the sheer improbability of being alive to experience it.