I just saw the movie Eat, Pray, Love and I really felt a connection. It was kind of like the first time I watched Bridget Jones’ Diary and saw myself in that funny scene where Bridget is alone in her apartment drinking and smoking and singing “Don’t Cry Out Loud”  into a fake microphone. Oh yes, it felt good to know that there were others out there just as crazy and mixed up as I am. At least that’s what I’m going to believe. Otherwise, my life is fodder for big-screen laughs because I’m a weirdo.

But back to Eat, Pray, Love. I just loved the concept about taking a year off to travel the world and really get to know people from cultures very different than mine. And of course I also connected dearly with the whole eating, praying, and loving theme. I’m a fan of all three.

My big huge dream would be to have the ability and the courage to do what she did. She talks about courage at the end—and aside from missing my family and friends and leaving the boo dog and my furry babies (the cats), the only serious obstacle is that fear factor. Not the TV show, but the risk of dropping your seemingly secure life to take on an adventure. Not that life is secure—I think we all know that, but still, it’s a dream for a gal like me. 

That is unless someone would like to pay me to write about my adventures. Then I’d be pulling out the Destination Truth map and seeing what fun places are out there to explore.

One other thing about the movie that I thought was great was in the beginning when she was pleading and praying to God. She was in a bad place and had a real deep need to fill a hole in her life. So what did she do? She turned to God—never having prayed directly to Him before—and just poured her heart out. God knows our hearts so we don’t have to formalize our words before we talk to Him. That’s the beauty of praying to Him—we can just have a conversation. And you don’t even have to start it out with what Julia Roberts says when she begins…“I’m a big fan of your work.” Awesome. Yes, loved the movie.