
Let’s face it, reading is all about escaping from everyday life into an exciting new world. Elizabeth Gilbert manages to do just that, take you from your cozy couch and transport you into a world dripping with olive oil, drenched in beautiful Italian scenery, and then plunge you into dusty and exotic India, only to pull you out again and toss you straight into Indonesia. Yet the story is woven so expertly that you can’t wait for the next adventure, the next change of scenery.
In Italy, Gilbert lusts after a young Italian and eats her own body weight in pizza, bocconcini and pasta, all so deliciously described that it makes you want to step right into the book and join her at the corner cafe. She makes new friends, has a few personal discoveries largely centred around her painful divorce and strained relationship with her husband, and learns to speak Italian.
A quote from the book:
So tonight I reach for my journal again. This is the first time I’ve done this since I came to Italy. What I write in my journal is that I am weak and full of fear. I explain that Depression and Loneliness have shown up, and I’m scared they will never leave. I say that I don’t want to take the drugs anymore, but I’m frightened I will have to. I am terrified that I will never really pull my life together.
In response, somewhere from within me, rises a now-familiar presence, offering me all the certainties I have always wished another person would say to me when I was troubled. This is what I find myself writing on the page:
I’m here. I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long. I will stay with you. If you need the medication again, go ahead and take it—I will love you through that, as well. If you don’t need the medication, I will love you, too. There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after your death I will still protect you. I am stronger than Depression and Braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.
In India, Liz lives in the ashram and learns to meditate. As a meditator myself I know how hard it is to quiet your mind, so I can relate to this completely. Liz finds it tough at first, but after a while she gets into the swing of things and she has many spiritual experiences that changes her life. I especially loved this part of the book, since I can relate to the insights that she has at this time. Life continues in the ashram, and she makes a lot of new friends, including a Texan who calls her ‘groceries’ because she eats so much!
Finally, she is off to Indonesia, where she learns healing tricks from a medicine man, gets to know a healer and her cute little girl, and has to learn how to fall in love all over again.
Eat, Pray, Love is a beautifully visual book, and even thought is simply about one woman’s journey, every reader will find something to relate to.
In the end, Elizabeth says it best:
“Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it. You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings. And once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it. You must make a mighty effort to keep swimming upward into that happiness forever, to stay afloat on top of it.”