“Our moments of inspiration are not lost though we have no particular poem to show for them;
for those experiences have left an indelible impression,
and we are ever and anon reminded of them.”
~ Henry David Thoreau
I’m back to working on washcloths, which I’m looking forward to using =). The cotton yarn is Lily Sugar’n Cream, which is a soft but sturdy yarn that I don’t think will wear out too quickly. And I’m in the middle of What Your Husband Isn’t Telling You: A Guided Tour of a Man’s Body, Soul, and Spirit, and I’m not sure what I think. I definitely take issue with a few of the arguments, but one way or another it’s prompting me to meditate on my husband and marriage, which is always a good thing! I’ll be sure to post a review when I’m finished.
I know, I’m more than a little late getting to this one.
In my defense, I was in the middle of
a battle graduate school when this movie was released (and subsequent increased book popularity occurred). In fact, my list of books to read grew longer and longer as I trudged through my texts. Then came freedom.
As soon as graduation was over, I grabbed the first in a stack of books I had collected over the past three years–enter Eat, Pray, Love.
Of course, by this time I had already seen the movie. In fact, it kept me motivated while working on a number of graduate papers and even my thesis. So I was beyond ready to try the book.
Similar to what I had discovered in the movie, I found within the pages of this book motivation, intelligence, discovery. Elizabeth Gilbert dared to ask, and seek out answers to, some of the most fundamental questions of human existence.
Life, love, pleasure, friendship, prayer, spirituality–nothing was too far out of her reach to pursue, and nothing was beneath her. I found her honesty and transparency refreshing. By the end of the book, she found herself in search of balance–a theme that I can more than identify with.
There is, however, one major disappointment with this book–Gilbert went looking for truth, but I don’t believe she found it. I believe that the answers to her questions are found not within ourselves, but with the One who created us and saved us–Jesus Christ. While I intellectually appreciate and even admire her quest and introspective boldness, I am saddened that she fell short of “the Way, the Truth, and the Life.”
In spite of that, Eat, Pray, Love is an interesting and thought-provoking read.
“Our moments of inspiration are not lost though we have no particular poem to show for them; for those experiences have left an indelible impression, and we are ever and anon reminded of them.”
~ Henry David Thoreau
Reading Bloom, by blogger Kelle Hampton.