If one more sun-kissed expat walks up the steps from yoga class without his shirt on, while the sun is pouring down on his perfect body and long tousled hair, I am going to slap the living daylights out of that mosquito that is terrorizing my ankle. I just murdered a mosquito.
Elizabeth Gilbert never knew her great-grandmother. While unpacking boxes of old books, she rediscovered her cookbook At Home on the Range first published in 1947 and met her for the first time through her witty and warm writing.
What's different about this academy is that there are no right or wrong answers, no definitive paths to result in a definitive outcome, no interpretation of data that will deliver either a passing or failing grade.
Gilbert prays the way Jesus prayed. The Buddha, too. So, what kind of praying is this? Silence. Stillness. Some call it meditation -- the kind of praying Jesus instructed his followers to practice (Matthew 6:6).