Eat, Pray, Love: The Verdict

Okay…I’ll admit it.  I was prepared to really dislike this book. 

As I said in my earlier post, I’d read some less than glowing reviews where the critics groused about Elizabeth Gilbert’s self-absorption, etc.   

But she had me from page 14:

“Traditionally, I have responded to the transcendent mystics of all religions.  I have always responded with breathless excitement to anyone who has ever said that God does not live in a dogmatic scripture or in a distant throne in the sky, but instead abides very close to us indeed—much closer than we can imagine, breathing right through our own hearts.”

As a yoga practitioner of a number of years, a second level Reiki devotee , and student of all things psychic, this is right up my proverbial alley.  Rather than go into a long explanation, please see my post “Playing Poker with Tarot Cards.”

This book resonated with me on several other levels.  I, too, went through a divorce that knocked the slats out from under me, although my husband did the leaving and I was the one who was left. 

In my situation, I had two young children and was just starting out on what was supposed to by “my turn” at an education and a chance at a potentially well-paying job. 

Instead, I was faced with a husband of ten years who decided he didn’t like domesticity anymore and wanted out.  Not in the mere two years of professional schooling it would take me to become self-sufficient, but immediately.

Plus, he was a lawyer.   

I remember waking up alone, early in the morning after he finally left us.   The sun was just coming up.  Everything looked the same but everything had changed.  I felt like I was being pressed down into the bed by a heavy weight.  What the hell was I going to do now?

Well, I didn’t take to my bed and I soldiered on and got help from family (even his family) and made it through without him. 

Along the way, I met the man who would become my husband of 34 years as of this posting.  He reminds me a lot of Felipe in that he’s 11 years my senior and said the same thing to me that Felipe told Elizabeth: 

“I want to take care of you forever.”

And so far, he has more than lived up to that declaration.


I’m not a traveler, not by a long shot.  I like my own little bed and my own bathroom and can’t imagine just taking off and turning up in some foreign land with no idea where I’m going to stay.  I admire Gilbert’s ability to do this and the way she describes it all in such a self-deprecating, conversational tone.

Some people have said the middle part about India drags, but since I was very familiar with all the concepts she presented, I guess I have a built-in appreciation.  (Having attempted meditation on several occasions, “monkey mind” can be an understatement.  In my case, it was more like a barrelful of them.)

I like writers who use humor and vivid description but without so much convoluted wordiness that I have to backtrack several times over paragraphs to understand what I just read.  Sure, I like to be challenged; but I don’t think I need to be exhausted after a couple hours of reading.  I found EPL mentally refreshing, like a dip in the pool.      

I love to read, but sometimes I’ve come across books where I keep paging ahead to see just how much longer I have to labor at it.  That didn’t happen here.   

I didn’t want this one to end. 

“Eat, Pray, Love” was definitely worth the $3.39 plus $3.99 shipping.  

(As for the movie….I may even see it before it comes out on DVD.)    🙂


Eat, Pray You’re Fast Enough to Order

Thanks to my good friend Nance over at Mature Landscaping, and also of the fabulous new blog HEN’S TEETH (of which I am a member– *flash promo sign* here), I was off on a wild goose chase this afternoon to acquire the hot book of the nano-second “Eat, Pray, Love:  One Woman’s Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia”, which inspired a new movie with a considerably shorter title starring Julia Roberts.

The book came out in 2006, but being the slow-witted individual that I am (and also the cheapest) I merely read the reviews and didn’t get around to reading the book itself.  I must say, the reviews were what are often euphemistically described as “mixed.” 

Either you loved it or it left you cold, according to the critics.

Now, with all the hoo-ha surrounding the movie, apparently interest in the book has reached a fever pitch.  And I got it bad.

The first and, for me, the cheapest route to reading EPL was to check it out of the library.  Wrong.  I went online to check availability and found it was out until the 18th.  No problemo.  I can wait for it to come back in. 

But I overlooked the new feature on the library’s website which allows you to put in a request for any book that is currently out and they’ll hold it for you. 

When I looked at the requests for EPL, there were already five

At this rate I’ll be able to read it sometime around Halloween.  Provided other people don’t get the drop on me and put in their requests first. 

This appears to be the pattern of the day, as we shall see.

I was at Walmart (where else—my second home) later this morning and saw that they have the paperback edition for $12. 

I don’t think I want to read it that bad.

When I got home I looked at various websites like Amazon.com, Barnes and Noble and eBay; all sites where you can get good used copies.  EBay had some up for auction, but the bidding looked competitive and the end dates for the auctions were about a week away.  I needed instant gratification.

So I went to Barnes and Noble and found some used ones from $2.79 or thereabouts plus shipping. 

I kid you not—while I was deciding which seller to choose, the books were snatched up right under my nose! 

At least three of them in quick succession.

So I went to over to Amazon.com, my favorite book site, and damned if the same thing didn’t happen—even after I’d selected one and was actually in the process of check out! 

Someone must have had a faster internet connection than I did. 

Let’s face it.  Ben Franklin had a faster internet connection.

So I hurried back to the marketplace seller’s list and frantically clicked on one who’s here in Texas.  The book was going for $3.99 plus $3.99 shipping. 

Mercifully, that order went through.

All I can say is—it better be good. 

If not, I’m tempted to buy this parody from the distaff side:

What do you want to bet they make a movie out of this one too?