Read it in the car. Read it in the bathroom. Read it on the dining room table. Wherever you take Eat, Pray, Love with you, savor every bead like it’s a juicy mango. Elizabeth Gilbert’s book takes you on a true journey of self-discovery through Italy, India and Indonesia (because each part of the journey starts with “I”). It is divided into 108 beads, after the meditation beads found in India that are strung together as a necklace and used for keeping track of the chants. Each piece is a vignette that teaches a lesson and you will be tempted to read the book through, page by page, until you finish it in one sitting. Don’t. Take in the story one bead at a time and you will find yourself on a spiritual journey with Gilbert, healing yourself in the process.
Everyone needs recovery. For anyone who’s ever had a broken heart or something that needs to be dealt with, this book’s for you. Women will enjoy it more than men for sure, but Gilbert is so real with us and so good at making depression funny, you will laugh out loud like she’s right there in front of you, sharing her story.
But it’s not just a story to listen to. We see her whole thought process. We feel what she’s feeling. We are engaged and interacting in the process. We are moved and want to go on the same trip she has been on. We want to meet Wayan, Felipe, and her medicine man, Ketut Liyer. We learn that you really have to deal with yourself before you can be with anyone else. People say it all the time, but she actually goes and does.