But I digress. My confession to loving this movie is tangential really. A huge part of the book and movie is the quest for Elizabeth Gilbert to seek and find balance for herself. She spends her "journey" searching for "her word" and along the way, eats her weight in pizza and pasta, bones a hottie in Bali, and earns the nickname "Groceries" from the dad from Six Feet Under, yes I just gave you a really solid synopsis. But beyond the plot line, the search for balance is at the core of the journey - and I'll be damned if I didn't finish the movie yesterday night being like "You go girl!" and "I want a piece of that balance pie!"
Yesterday was the first day in a long-ass-time that I think I found that sort of balance. I went to work, I worked out (lunch crunch TM), I went to the grocery store, I made myself delicious chicken piccata, I spent a solid hour and a half working with my hands on Halloween costume things, and I managed to get some reading done before manufacturing Zzzs. I woke up this morning feeling satisfied by my super-human productivity, stoked about the leftover chicken piccata I will be eating for lunch, pumped that I am working toward training for my 5K, excited by how fabulous my costume looks, feeling on top of the world.
I guess my big light bulb above the head moment was that balance is attainable, and to take a chapter from Emma's book... I think I need to be working with my hands more. Whether that's painting, chopping, sculpting, cooking, drawing, what have you, I need to find the time to let my hands do what they will do.