I’m currently reading Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert
- it’s a very witty account of the author’s
journey back to her self after her marriage
falls apart. It’s a physical journey – through
Italy, India and Indonesia – as well as an
internal journey. Neither heavy nor ‘holy’,
it’s still a story of her spiritual
re-connection with herself, but her
wonderful turn of phrase and self-deprecating
wit keep you on board.






