Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert

12 Jun

Eat, Pray, Love

Photo thanks to detrie

I just finished this wonderful memoir last night. I have always been a travel junkie, and this book was definitely not helpful in quenching that thirst. I am consumed with a desire to GO GO GO. I need to get up and discover! I want my own saga, my own journey, my own experience. I want freedom and pure, unadulterated joy, and I want to relinquish the hold that the so-called ‘real world’ of cynics and joy-repressors have on me. I urge you to read this marvellous article on one of my favourite websites: The Art of Non-Conformity. This is a particularly useful article for people who really resent the world constantly telling them

a) there’s only one way to do things; b) grow up; c) face reality.

Please read it, then come back and read this. I’ll wait patiently.

Ah, you returned! Did you like the article? I know, so did I. I believe it’s important to cultivate more of that spirit into people’s lives. We currently live in so much fear of doing things differently, and it leads to great unhappiness for some people.

I feel that so many times, negative people like to try and hold others back because they’re too scared to live outside the box themselves. That’s what I loved most about Eat, Pray, Love: she pushed back against that group of naysayers. She abandoned her so-called ‘perfect life’: a great career, a great apartment, an ‘ideal’ husband because guess what? She just wasn’t happy. She had followed the ‘normal’ path and it led her straight into a terrible depression, a messy divorce, and a love affair that crippled her emotionally.

Throughout her life, she had been passionately in love with travelling and men, never with herself. Battling depression, anxiety and discontent, she had never learned what it means to be your own friend, how to keep yourself strong, or how to be happy on your own.  At 32, she leaves her husband and perfectly-put-together life for something more.

She decides to do the suburban unthinkable. She decides to travel. For a year.

A year! Oh mon dieu! NO! say the suburban naysayers. She says: I need this, and I am taking it. I say: dudes, it’s a year. It’s not going to disrupt your entire life, you probably have enough money for it, and you won’t be able to do it later. LIVE A LITTLE.

She splits the year in three: eating, praying, loving. Eating in Rome. Praying at an Ashram in India. Loving in Bali, Indonesia. Each part of her journey is special in its own way.

Photo thanks to mccun934

In Italy, she learns how to relax and feel pleasure. And no, not that kind of pleasure. Just the pleasure of eating beautiful food, learning a language, making new friends, rebuilding her strength and confidence, releasing the horrors of her depression and rejuvenating. She spends her months there nourishing her mind and body. She gains back all the weight she’d lost during her depression, she breaks off (for good) the love affair that had been draining her, she spends her days not looking at churches or art, but reading, conversing and eating. She lets go of the pressures of her life and simply does exactly what she wants. Which ends up being: learning Italian and eating. She learns from new Italian friends that in Italy, pleasure isn’t something you have to earn, like it is in America/Canada. It’s simply something you deserve, and should have whenever possible. I love this idea of living the way you want, not the way that is dictated to you.

Photo thanks to Meanest Indian

She leaves Italy replenished physically and mentally. Good thing, too, because her next leg is not quite as luxurious. She travels to an Ashram (yoga center) in India. Not yoga as in simply exercise, she explains, yoga as in the lifestyle. Every day they wake at 3AM, mediate for an hour, sing a chant which has 182 verses, spend the day doing some sort of work to give back to the community (in her case, scrubbing the temple floor) and various other activities. It is not easy. She explains in detail about her spirituality, using the word ‘God’ to refer simply to the presence of an ‘all-inclusive and unspeakable entity’. She does not look down on any religions, and believes that any paths that a human can take religion-wise will always lead to the same greater power. She makes a few especially wonderful friends, including a very wonderful voice of reason in the form of Richard from Texas. She experiences great success in mediation practices, learning how to channel such great energy and peace. And most importantly she begins to have a wonderful sense of inner peace and finally relinquishes the pain of her divorce. She becomes more spiritual and harmonious and strong.

Photo thanks to riza

When she finally arrives in Bali, she is rested and at peace. She’d visited two years previous and met a wise old medicine man. She returned for the last leg of her journey: to achieve balance and harmony. She quickly does so: splitting her days between visiting the medicine man, spending time with a divorced Balinese mother, making new friends and actually allowing herself to cultivate a strong romance. Along the way, she tells us much about Balinese culture, which is wonderful and rich. It’s a great conclusion to the story, she finally allows her heart to re-open, while preserving her strength and sense of self.

To me, this book is a love song written to the various cultures of the world. It celebrates individuality, community, the unique, the traditional and the innovative. It says: go out there and carve your own path! Be open to the wisdom of others! Learn as much as you can! Experience different cultures, experience different people, experience yourself. Be exactly who you want to be, especially if it terrifies you.

For me, this was an incredibly interesting and detailed book with a very simple message: live. Just live.

Read this book!

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Bookie

11 Jun

One of my two personal bookshelves!

Welcome!

Literature is an ax for the frozen sea within us.

-Franz Kafka

Bonjour! I’m effieboo, and you know me from my website: In Limbo. Far from being bored with my website (on the contrary, I am so passionately in love with my blog that if it was a choice between you or my blog, I might choose blog. But I do love you!), I just wanted to have another sort of community.

You see, such a huge part of my life is reading. Books, literature, ideas. And I wanted to create a place to worship books and their magnificence. To speak fully on the nuances, quotes, truths and poetry found in each book I’ve read. When I read, I tend to be struck by various quotes or thoughts, and will write them down on scraps of paper of in a notebook. I hope that together, we can create a space where all of our paper scrap quotes and their meanings can come together to be talked about. Stories are all we really are, each of us, and books are a reflection of human truths. They are ever-so-important to me, and I know they are ever-so-important to you. So let’s go!

What does she know?

What makes me an expert? Nothing, I’m not an expert! Despite my best wishes (and to the chagrin of my favourite bookstore owner, Rob), I haven’t read nearly enough of the great classic novels of our time. I probably have no idea what I’m talking about when I pick out passages to lean on or tell friends about the tone of a novel. But I think that’s what makes reading so astonishing. Nobody cares if you’re an expert! You’re a human, and humans love stories. We tell them every day! They are the basis for our whole social life (Timmy fell off the play structure, I made ricotta pancakes for breakfast, etc) and so integral to our sense of self.

So, about the website..

So here’s the motto of this website: NO EXPERTS HERE. I don’t want rigorous analysis of grammatical structure or anything like that. I want discussions on what the words mean to you, how they make you feel, how a book changed you. This should be fun, interesting and uplifting.

Let’s just have fun! I’ll start by myself, then bring in contributors (aka friends and family) and then whoever else wants to review a book! Everyone is welcome to participate in the discussion.

Happy Reading!

xoxo, S.