I was already a mess of sorts at that time. I was moving back home. I felt the pressures of post-graduate graduation (get a job, move out, be successful). Actually use the degree I just paid a bunch of money for. Having to officially prep for the wedding. Etc. Needless to say, the first part of the book hit me hard. The unsurety and need for a change resonated within me.
Specifically, there was one point where my fiance had left the room while I was reading. He came back to find me in tears. He was confused to say the least. He held me and let me cry it out. There were many days afterwards where he would find me or receive a call from me crying.
As the book went on, the author would begin to heal. I too followed this.
While I was wounded at the time, I was also feeling a great spiritual wound. A deep need for spiritual connection and fulfillment. The book followed this too. In watching the author find spiritual connection, I felt reassured that I would find what I was looking for. I started reading another book after I finished this one, and I began to build some that connection back. But that is for another post.
The ending, was just a nice way to wrap up the book and allow me to feel as if the chapter was closing on it. I read the book. I hurt. I grew. And the end just but a bow on it. It was my send off into the world. That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t still struggle with the pressures. Or that I still don’t. And I am still building that spiritual connection. (That is a life long process.) But it helped me. It spoke to me. And that was the point.
You do not have to heal or grow all on your own. Sometimes a book, or another person’s story can give you that boost.
So go out and find a story that inspires you and helps you to grow! (If you are ready for that push.)
I was debating whether or not I wanted to tell you all which book it was. Partially because I want you all to find your own book. The book I read might not give you the same experience. It also keeps some mystery and there isn’t judgement (which does happen) based on the book. However, you shouldn’t have to struggle to find a book that moves you like this one moved me. If I can help by giving you a shortcut or a tip, then I should. At least those are my beliefs. So, this post was all about Eat, Pray, Love: One Woman’s Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia (affiliate link).