Lynn grew up believing that saluting magpies could keep bad luck at bay. But after a string of disasters-illness, financial ruin, divorce-she's forced to admit: the magpie magic isn't working. At rock bottom, she turns to a lifeline-a list of treats and adventures she'd always meant to try but never quite got round to. As she slowly ticks them off, what begins as a quest for distraction becomes something deeper. A train rattles across America. Flamingos flap. Secrets surface. There's clifftop terror. And step by step, old fears, inherited wounds, and superstitions begin to loosen their grip-creating space for forgiveness, of herself and of others. How I Learned to Stop Saluting Magpies is a funny, thoughtful memoir about letting go, moving on, and inching-slightly suspiciously-toward joy.