I thoroughly enjoyed Elizabeth Gilbert's "Eat, Pray, Love". It has been criticized as self-indulgent, but it is a memoir after all. It is also an engaging and humorous travelogue. She chronicles her depression, her religious beliefs, the gustatory delights of Italy (a foodie's dream), digestive and other health problems, but the most riveting to me was her search for herself. I was fascinated by the accounts of her stay at the Indian ashram, and her time in Bali. I've been on yoga and Zen Buddhist retreats and they were intense experiences. During a chanting session, I started crying without even realizing it. That was the closest I ever felt to God. I would love to spend time at an ashram in India. I laughed and cried with Liz (or Liss as the Balinese medicine man called her) throughout her journey. What I got from the book was, even though we all can't afford to take a whole year off just to see the world, we can find moments of grace and stillness in our busy lives. Find God in these pockets of silence. Change YOUR mind without having to leave your home. Oh and it seems like Liz did find what she was looking for.
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