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3.48 AVERAGE
adventurous
emotional
funny
informative
inspiring
reflective
slow-paced
adventurous
hopeful
inspiring
reflective
relaxing
tense
medium-paced
I just finished reading this for the second time, but 20 years later. It was like reading for the first time. So many little takeaways! Every woman should read this.
emotional
funny
lighthearted
reflective
slow-paced
adventurous
emotional
funny
hopeful
inspiring
reflective
medium-paced
Een leuk boek met veel humor en zelfkennis van de schrijfster. Voor mij zaten er veel dingen in om over na te denken en dat is natuurlijk altijd goed. Het boek beschrijft de zoektocht naar god, maar op een luchtige manier.
inspiring
slow-paced
adventurous
emotional
hopeful
inspiring
fast-paced
I hate that this book has a stigma to it because the writing is so incredibly good
challenging
emotional
inspiring
medium-paced
Deeper than I thought. Very emotional and keeps you glued. Repetitive towards the end with a tempo that I could never quite follow.
I really, really enjoyed this book. I feel like you, in some ways, have to have been through what the author has been through to truly understand the journey she's taking -- and I have, on a bunch of different levels, so maybe that's why it's resonated so deeply with me.
Firstly, one has to realize that, regardless of what your religion or spirituality is, there's a "self" and a "non-self". When you're in the middle of life and the "things that happen to you", such as heartbreak and loss, it's easy to forget one and become embroiled in the other. The adage that one cannot love others if they cannot love themselves is so true, times a million infinities. It's a necessary part of all things, loving one's self, because that is the setting that rolls into loving others; romantically, platonically, or as fellow humans.
This woman's journey was a journey of learning how to accept the essence of who she is and who others are, without judgement or harshness, and truly understand and appreciate that both are equally important. They cannot exist without the other, for they are the same. There is no separating them.
What we're dealing with here is a story of loss, hurt, ego, negative thought, and the need to control things that happen to us; a reality we all deal with. It's natural and part of being human. This woman is struggling to find not only her own self-love after deep loss, but her understanding of the universe and her place within it...and the place of others within her reality, too. I don't know about anyone else, but - boy howdy - that's a circumstance I fully understand.
Secondly, I enjoy the way the author writes. Her analogies and explanations made it easy for me to understand her feelings and where her head space was (E.g: "I clung to David for escape from marriage as if he were the last helicopter pulling out of Saigon."); it put me into mind of situations in which I'd done the same and forced me to think about them. Because I could relate, it brought me to a place where I enjoyed learning how she overcame the concepts that were holding her down, hurting her, causing her pain, and releasing them. It made me consider how I could do the same. As Liz learned to love herself, be kind to herself, and in turn learn do the same with others, I found myself understanding key things about myself and how I interact with the world, too.
The perspectives brought about in this book show wisdom and a fight to be a better global being through being a better internal being.
Namasté and thanks for the joyride.
Firstly, one has to realize that, regardless of what your religion or spirituality is, there's a "self" and a "non-self". When you're in the middle of life and the "things that happen to you", such as heartbreak and loss, it's easy to forget one and become embroiled in the other. The adage that one cannot love others if they cannot love themselves is so true, times a million infinities. It's a necessary part of all things, loving one's self, because that is the setting that rolls into loving others; romantically, platonically, or as fellow humans.
This woman's journey was a journey of learning how to accept the essence of who she is and who others are, without judgement or harshness, and truly understand and appreciate that both are equally important. They cannot exist without the other, for they are the same. There is no separating them.
What we're dealing with here is a story of loss, hurt, ego, negative thought, and the need to control things that happen to us; a reality we all deal with. It's natural and part of being human. This woman is struggling to find not only her own self-love after deep loss, but her understanding of the universe and her place within it...and the place of others within her reality, too. I don't know about anyone else, but - boy howdy - that's a circumstance I fully understand.
Secondly, I enjoy the way the author writes. Her analogies and explanations made it easy for me to understand her feelings and where her head space was (E.g: "I clung to David for escape from marriage as if he were the last helicopter pulling out of Saigon."); it put me into mind of situations in which I'd done the same and forced me to think about them. Because I could relate, it brought me to a place where I enjoyed learning how she overcame the concepts that were holding her down, hurting her, causing her pain, and releasing them. It made me consider how I could do the same. As Liz learned to love herself, be kind to herself, and in turn learn do the same with others, I found myself understanding key things about myself and how I interact with the world, too.
The perspectives brought about in this book show wisdom and a fight to be a better global being through being a better internal being.
Namasté and thanks for the joyride.