go back to bed, liz
“My new found spirituality made it essential to me that we not battle. So this was my position – I would neither defend myself from him, nor would I fight him. For the longest time, against he counsel of all who cared about me, I resisted even consulting a lawyer, because I considered even that to be an act of war. I wanted to be all Ghandi about this. I wanted to be all Nelson Mandela about this. Not realizing at the time that both Ghandi and Mandela were lawyers.” – Elizabeth Gilbert
The sum of Eat Pray Love is greater than its parts, but the parts are pretty good. Especially the one about the lawyers.
Two days ago I bought Elizabeth Gilbert’s memoir. It was newish, ninety-nine cents and in a thrift store.
I read it tonight.
I’m giving it to my mother tomorrow.
I hope she, like me, reads it in the spirit of a certain ninth generation Balinese medicine man – below the neck.
Now, off to yoga. Not because of the book, but because cortisol is killing me.