Eat, Pray, Love

chanted each verse I realized that I needed to find something—or somebody—to whom I could devote this hymn, in order to find a p ...

makrishna, and I stumbled upon a story about a seeker who once came to see the great mas- ter and admitted to him that she feare ...

55 It was then I decided I needed to stay here at the Ashram. This was so totally not my origin- al plan. My original plan had b ...

“Groceries, baby, listen your friend Richard. You go set your lily-white ass down in that meditation cave every day for the next ...

56 Here’s what I caught myself thinking about in meditation this morning. I was wondering where I should live once this year of ...

It’s physically grueling too. You are forbidden to shift your body at all once you have been seated, no matter how severe your d ...

On the other hand—when is it a good time of day, or life, to sit in detached stillness? When isn’t there something buzzing about ...

57 The search for God is a reversal of the normal, mundane worldly order. In the search for God, you revert from what attracts y ...

want God inside me. I want God to play in my bloodstream the way sunlight amuses itself on water. Eat, Pray, Love ...

58 My prayers are becoming more deliberate and specific. It has occurred to me that it’s not much use to send prayers out to the ...

nate. In making an effort to stay alert, I am assuming custodial responsibility for the mainten- ance of my own soul. Destiny, I ...

ing that you can hear once and then expect to master immediately. It’s constant vigilance and I want to do it. I need to do it, ...

59 I’ve made good friends with this seventeen-year-old Indian girl named Tulsi. She works with me scrubbing the temple floors ev ...

ter—at the Jurassic age of twenty-eight—finally got married. And this was a difficult girl to marry off, too; she had a lot of s ...

“But it’s true—I was.” “Are you the one who ended the marriage?” “Yes.” She said, “I think it’s most commendable that you ended ...

60 Richard from Texas was married once, too. He had two sons, both of whom are grown men now, both close to their dad. Sometimes ...

humorous eyes (who used to be a nun in South Africa)—this was my circle of close friends here, a most vibrant crowd of character ...

up there until it’s finished.” “Until what’s finished?” I asked. The plumber just smiled, handed me a flashlight, “for getting d ...

Let your intention be freedom from useless suffering. Then, let go. Watch the heat of day pass into the cool night. Let go. Whe ...

ably never speak to my ex-husband again—might there be some level upon which we could communicate? Some level on which we could ...