Eat, Pray, Love

August 17, 2010 by  
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Carolina Del Tosto

I haven’t seen the movie yet but I did read the book a while back.

I remember when my husband passed away the great urge I felt to take off to a place I had never been where no one knew my story.  But I didn’t.  My connection to my home and all the people coming in and out of my house at that time kept me here.

In the book, a memoir, the writer goes through a nasty divorce and then a complicated relationship.  It is then she decides to take off for a year and eat, pray, love and write about it all.

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Give Me One Good Reason For Why Not

August 16, 2009 by  
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Today a friend asked me if I had read “Eat, Pray, Love” by Elizabeth Gilbert.  I said no and then went on the internet to find out more about Elizabeth and her book.

Her book is about her one year journey through Italy, India and Indonesia after a nasty divorce. 

I was immediately in awe of this woman.  After my husband passed away I had thoughts of going on a trip by myself to places I had never been before but my sense of responsibility and need of personal achievement together with a sense of having to be physically present in order to control outcomes, kept me from going.

I decided then and there I needed to buy this woman’s book.  Here was someone that had been able to do something I had not.  So while I wait for the book, I went on her site.  Her website contains a page of 10 frequently asked questions about “Eat, Pray, Love”.  I clicked the link and started to read the questions and the answers.  An excerpt of the answer to the question below is what made me write today’s blog.


What is it about the American obsession with productivity and responsibility that makes it so difficult for us to allow ourselves a little time to solve the puzzle of our own lives, before it’s too late?

Even though I intellectually understand and agree with what she says I can’t imagine, at least at this moment, to do what she did.  I’m not even thinking about the financing involved in a year long trip.  I’m only thinking of how much it would make me feel out of control – like if I’m actually controlling anything – and how much it would make me feel like I was goofing off while the rest of the world was trying to get ahead.  But the truth is that in such a trip what one can actually experience is a voyage; a journey unto oneself and the world at large.  Is there anything more important than that? 

So, I hope one day I feel at peace enough that I can give myself the permission to experience the world without an agenda.  To me that would be a true mark of my own personal growth.