On Hoping that Wolves are Stupid

Spiritual Advice in the manner of Elizabeth Gilbert’s “Eat, Pray, Love”

 

Ms. Dominique tweets:  On Hoping that Wolves are Stupid

“When you're wandering in those woods, it may take a while for you to realize that you’ve got your dumb ass lost again. For a while, you can pretend that you've just strayed off the path. Then night falls, and you still have no idea where you are, and it’s so dark you can’t find your butt with both hands. And then you hear the wolves. Only then you do you start to worry. And all you can do is hope the wolves are as lost as you are."

“Good luck wid dat.”

On Smoking & Stuff

Spiritual Advice in the manner of Elizabeth Gilbert’s “Eat, Pray, Love”

 

Ms. Dominique tweets:  On Smoking & Stuff

“As smoking is to your lungs, so is resentment to your soul; because even a single puff is bad for you. And as for second-hand smoke, just don’t get me started. I hate that shit.”

Life in the Rough

Spiritual Advice in the manner of Elizabeth Gilbert’s “Eat, Pray, Love”

 

Ms. Dominique tweets:  Life in the Rough

“But is it such a bad thing to live just like this for a while? Just for a few months of one's life? Is it so awful to nap in a public park, on a wooden bench in a warm patch of sunlight, … maybe in the middle of the day, right next to your favorite fountain? And then to do it again the next day? And the next? And sleep under a clean newspaper. Yeah, that would be great."

On Your Ashram

Spiritual Advice in the manner of Elizabeth Gilbert’s “Eat, Pray, Love”

 

Ms. Dominique tweets:  On Your Ashram

“At the ashram I saw a lot of people who had been living in spiritual communes for 20 or even 30 years. And while with some of them, I felt like they were meant to be contemplatives…. I mean, they probably should be living here alone. 

"But, with other people, I got the strong sensation that they were kind of hiding out from the rest of the world. Including the bill collectors and children, the ex-wives and ex-husbands. And I wanted to do that, too. “

On Sexual Stuff & Horses:

Spiritual Advice in the manner of Elizabeth Gilbert’s “Eat, Pray, Love”

 

Ms. Dominique tweets:  On Sexual Stuff & Horses:

“We gallop through our lives like a mediocre 2^nd rate circus performer … balanced on two speedy side-by-side horses — one  foot is on the horse called ‘Screw Me Now’ and the other foot is on the horse called ‘Screw Me Later.’ 

“And the question you have to ask every day is this: Which horse is which? Which horse should I not worry about, because it's under my control, and which do I need to try to steer into the nearest tree?"

On Sexual Relationships:

Spiritual Advice in the manner of Elizabeth Gilbert’s “Eat, Pray, Love”

 

Ms. Dominique tweets:  On Sexual Relationships:

“One thing I know about intimacy is that there are certain physical laws which govern the sexual experience of two (or more) people, and these laws cannot be changed any more than gravity can be halted. Viagra can help, and so can a push-up bra.  But ultimately gravity is not a theory. It's the Law!

“But to truly feel physically comfortable with someone else's body is not a decision you can make in your head, or any part of your head. At least this is what I learned from watching Freaky Friday: The XXX Parody. 

“It has very little to do with how two people think or act or talk or even look. And sometimes even wearing his underwear doesn’t help. Or her brand-new pale blue dainties. So please stay out of my underwear drawer.      --     Thanx! XOXOXO.”