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Eat, Pray, Love – Indonesia

First, I want to thank Maria at BOREDMommy for leading this group of women reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s Eat, Pray, Love. I had read the book previously but jumped on the band wagon – although I fell off along the ride – to re-read the book before I head to the theatre to see the movie.

Second, I had not re-read the Indonesia part before reading several people saying they thought it was boring or that they did not like the book at all.  Because of this, I think I re-read with a different outlook.  I wanted to see if I could figure out what would turn people off about this section of the book.  I have my theory but first my thoughts on Indonesia.

I think the whole section circles around some words on happiness that are on page 260 of the book.  If this theme is not in the movie while Gilbert, played by Julia Roberts in case you live under a rock as I can’t imagine that no one knows this, is in Indonesia, I will be sorely disappointed.

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 manifestation 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.  If you don’t you will leak away your innate contentment.  It’s easy enough to pray when you’re in distress but continuing to pray even when your crisis has passed is like a sealing process, helping your soul hold tight to its good attainments.

Not only does this discussion of happiness explain why Gilbert was in Indonesia, it ties in the time spent in India when it discusses praying.  I could have put the book down at this point and been thoroughly thrilled with it.  I didn’t but I could have.

Now, on to why I think this part of the book is hard to take.  I do not think it is boring.  I think it hits to close to home.  The section on Indonesia talks about balance, about how the Balinese people have it, about how they keep it.  Balance should be a four letter word, a dirty one at that, in other societies.  Women, in particular, are always striving for balance and we never seem to achieve it.  I think we are looking for something that does not truly exist.  How the Balinese find it and keep will not work in the US or other industrialized societies as we live differently.  We can adjust how we view life but that will not adjust where we live.

To close, I will say that I loved this book.  I could relate to so many portions of it.  I am now ready to see the movie…soon!


Eat, Pray, Love – India

Yes, yes.  I am behind.  While BlogHER caused the first delay (no, I didn’t attend but Maria did), my mother being in town for a two week vacation caused my personal delay in my sticking with the Eat, Pray, Love postings.  Here’s the background. Maria of BOREDMommy fame is reading and writing about Elizabeth Gilbert’s Eat, Pray, Love.

The section of Eat, Pray, Love that deals with India also deals with Gilbert’s internal search for spiritual recognition.  Gilbert heads to an Ashram in India that practices yoga and meditation.  Even my first read of this book left me thinking that this was not me.  Of course, with the exception few moments in my life, I have been a big follower of organized religion.  I question parts of organized religion, still, to this day.  But I am not sure I am fit for an Ashram or for meditation on a regular basis.

Near the beginning of this section of the book, there is a bit about yoga and that the word means UNION.  This is an idea I can get behind.  I have spent a lot of time trying to create a union between my beliefs and my way of living.  I have spent a lot of time creating a union between my mind and my body.  I believe I do live as I believe but know I sometimes slip up.  I also have moments of that mind-body union.  These mind-body moments frequently occur as I am on a long run.  I can see myself running, feel my feet hitting the pavement but not truly feel it.  I love the idea that both my mind and my body will come together.

I also had a huge feeling of being just like Gilbert as she described introducing a new chicken to a flock and how her arrival at the Ashram was the same – under cover of night and so no one knew she had arrived.  I can picture times in my life when I have wanted to be silent and arrive without notice.  This is not like me but I do see the benefits.  I, on the other hand, like to be noticed, at least at some points in time.

I am awed by Gilbert’s progress in her life as she is at the Ashram.  She goes from not being able to still her mind at all – a feeling I can relate to in many ways – to being able to be still while anticipating her departure.  I do not know that the discipline acquire while during her stay in India is one I could grow into.  My mind does not like being still, does not like being quite.

Have you read Gilbert’s Eat, Pray, Love?  If so, what did you think of her time in India?


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