When I was getting into Wicca about 12 years ago, I wanted to read whatever I could get my hands on, but I was pretty broke and could only afford to buy one book. I spent weeks going to the bookstore and looking through the occult section until I made my decision, a book that had the most information, and thus, I could get the best value for my money.
Not long after that, a woman I worked with at Faire somehow heard about my getting started in Wicca and having no tools or books, so she gave me a big bag of supplies. Coincidentally, she had been looking to get rid of these things and had wanted to pass them on to someone who needed them.
There was a small cauldron, a wand, antlers for my altar, and amongst some other things, I got 9 books!! I still have every single thing she gave me to get started. It really meant a lot, it was really appreciated, and it’s even more special that universal coincidence came to play here, as well. She was meant to give these things to someone, and I was meant to receive them.