Eat. Pray. Love.

Once again I am bringing up the caboose of a band wagon by singing my praises for Eat Pray Love. It spoke to me... deeply. Well, I think that God is speaking to me through it. I came to many realizations whilst watching the film tonight.
1. God is so big and so uncontainable. God is God of the whole wide world, and God can not be contained by me. He's breaking through the Chirstian god I took him to only be.
2. That I need to feed myself. I need to stop worrying about punishments, and I need to give myself exactly what I want. Even if it's something that changes all the time, or something that's 20,000,000 calories, if I want it then I need to give it to myself.
3. I am not the only one who can not control her mind or make herself shut up, but it is something I can learn to control. Maybe it's through meditation, like Liz, or some other undiscovered (to me) method but it is possible. Perhaps my answers lie in the silence that's waiting to take over in my mind and soul.
4. I do need to go away. I've talked about it before. Australia. Maybe it's not supposed to be there, but it's got to be somewhere. I need to leave it all behind to find whatever it is I am after, because I am so willing to do so. I want truth. Badly.
Which brings us back to realization 2. I need to feed myself on all these things. On God. On Silence. On truth.
A girl prayed every night to win the lottery. She begged and pleaded to do so. She finally realized all she needed to do was buy a ticket.