All this talk about Eat, Pray, Love has got me thinking. Many commend Gilbert for taking a journey to find herself. To find ‘solo joy’. Solo joy? Is that what we’ve come too, the path to finding oneself is a solo journey?
In the book, Gilbert begins off by taking us to her darkest moments. I am not trying to undermine someone going through depression. I could tell you some stories about my first year of marriage, and let me tell you what, it wasn’t pretty. That’s what happens when two selfish people get married, I suppose.
Let me share the first paragraph of a poem I read today:
There are hermit souls that live withdrawn
In the place of their self-content;
There are souls like stars, that dwell apart,
In a fellowless firmament;
There are pioneer souls that blaze their paths
Where highways never ran –
But let me live by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.
– The House by the Side of the Road by Sam Walter Foss
Keep it Simple
I thought this beautiful because it says what is true in all of us: we need one another. I may not feel like loving people some days, but I do it for them. And I need them. I need my husband. I wouldn’t die without him, but I need him. I need my church family, I need my friends. I am not enough on my own. And you know what, I may need people and love people when I don’t want too, and there may be nothing special about it at all. But that doesn’t matter.
A person can start to live when he can live outside himself – Albert Einstein
Another great poem is How Did You Die? by Edmund Vance Cooke