I first saw eat, pray, love in my school bookstore; it was a decision between that and Black Women Rights by Kristal Zook. I was fascinated by both book’s synopsis but ultimately chose Black Women Rights not knowing that I was destined to read Eat, Pray, Love. Elizabeth Gilbert is brilliant writer whose play with words speaks to your soul directly; creating vivid images like a flip book of words. I found this book intellectual, devotional, and raw.
The first book is Italy, 36 tales of pleasure. Gilbert decided at age 34 that she was unhappy. She was married with no children, stable financial, and an established career. One night while Gilbert was going through yet another emotional meltdown she discovered the voice within and began to pray, “You know- like to God.” At that point is where Gilbert’s real journey began. She was offered an opportunity to go to Bali to write about yoga vacations. In Bali is where she met Ketut, an Indonesian medicine man and told him “I guess what I want to learn is how to live in this world and enjoy its delights, but also devote myself to God.” Suffering from a punitive divorce, a rebound tormenting love affair, and one bad case of depression, she set off to Italy. Since she was great at making friends in her travels to Rome she befriended Luca Spaghetti, who introduced her to the pleasures of doing nothing, “We are the masters of il bel far niente( the beauty of doing nothing).” There she submerged herself the Italian culture that worships the art of beauty and pleasure. She returned to the United States for Christmas but then continued on her journey.
Four months later though depression and loneliness seemed to always accompany her travels moved on to India. Here she is out to study the art of devotion and befriends a former alcoholic truck driver who gives her the nickname “groceries” because of her Italian appetite. Here, in an ashram Gilbert overcomes her lack of patience by way of