You may remember me telling you that I was given Eat, Pray, Love for my 42nd birthday. I launched into the reading shortly after receiving it, and found the book good company on cold winter nights. As is usually the case, my reading efforts fell away and the book was added to the pile beside my bed (unfinished).
Now the book has remained buried within the stack of books. The story, however, and I were reunited with the help of books on tape. Even at the age of 42 years old, I enjoy having a book read to me. Is there any better way to ease the stress of a long commute?
This evening, after sitting for 10 minutes in the grocery store parking lot, I finished the book. Afterwards, I went inside the store for a bottle of wine, dinner for my petite family, and a package of vanilla skinny cow ice cream sandwiches.
The juxtaposition of my finishing the book with my purchase of a bottle of wine & ice cream is only a coincidence. Well, almost…
In truth, I came across Runner Susan’s blog post at the end of a truly energy sucking day. Not only was the wine gorgeous in her photo, recommended by the famed blogger, but also reasonably priced. I took note of the name and hit the road for home.
As the 2nd half-glass goes down, my perspective of my know-it-all co-worker, whom I flipped off through my office wall several times today, is being redefined. The thing is, she does know a lot, and I really could learn a lot from her.
As for the ending of the book: Liz ends her story with the Italian term "attraversiamo," which means to cross over. For her, crossing over is a beautiful thing. I however, can only think of Tom crossing over.
While while I hear that heaven is a most beautiful place, no amount of wine will take the sting out of losing him. I will, therefore, stop drinking right after I finish this 2nd half-glass.
I may also give some Balinese meditation a try. The way that it was described sounds simple enough,
"To meditate, only your must smile. Smile with face, smile with mind, and good energy will com to your and clean away the dirty energy. Even smile in your liver."
It couldn’t hurt to try. Right? Perhaps it will help me to attraversiamo without going to Italy, India, and Indonesia.
This post reminds me of the poem, Crossing the Bar, one of my all time favorites.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
I go before you to prepare a place for you…
Peace :-)
Actually, it refers to crossing the street. The author, however thinks of it more like crossing over to some place or journey.
“God in His goodness sent the grapes, to cheer both great and small; little fools will drink too much, and great fools not at all.” – Anonymous
tee hee:-)
I am loving this book. She has just left the ashram and I didn’t really know what to expect when I picked it up but I have found so much peace in just the reading of this book. I’m finding myself taking more time and focusing and I enjoy that