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

Ms. Dominique tweets for Halloween:

“ We do religious ceremonies as humans in order to create a safe place for our most complicated and suspect feelings of joy or of trauma, that way we don't have to haul these feelings around with us as they are forever weighing us down. We all need places of divine ritual for our own safe keeping. 

“ You are absolutely and truly permitted to make up a ceremony, all of your own devising. I would suggest pirate hats and a plastic sword. And lots of Halloween candy. And maybe those funny candles that you can’t blow out. But I would avoid riding the appliances or playing with electrical outlets, as that can get dangerous. And don’t hire a clown, because you’ll just end up dating him and then breaking up with him once you discover how hard it is to get his balloons inflated.

“ Oh, and send your ex-boyfriend some loving thoughts and a pair of your used panties every time you thing about him--and maybe on odd-numbered Sundays--but then drop it. And absolutely no sexting! “

Ms. Dominique tweets

“I don’t think that depression is a sign of foolishness and weakness, it's just a sign that you have been too strong for too long. Or, maybe it is that, too-- that foolishness and weakness thing. Yeah, that could be it -- both of those and the being strong for waaaaaaay too long.”

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

“Wetting your bed in the middle of the night is like borrowing money from your younger brother. At first all you feel is the warmth and the release. But very quickly comes the horror! The awful, cold discomfort of reality. Your brother is more successful than you are. The bastard!”

Ms. Dominique tweets:

" Your ego’s job isn’t to serve you. Its only job is to keep you yourself on top. Unless you want to be the bottom. Then that would be okay too. "

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

“ But I was always coming here. I couldn’t not come here. I thought of one of my favorite Sufi poems, which says – I think -- that God long ago drew a big circle in the sand exactly on the spot where you are standing now, which sounds kind of ominous to me.

" I was never not coming here. This was never not going to happen. This is the place where they towed my car, so where else could I be.

“ Okay! Someone has to write all this silly, sentimental horseshit down: so why not me? ”

Ms. Dominique says:

“So you fell in love with someone. Big Freakin’ Deal. Don’t you see what’s happened? This guy touched a place in your heart deeper than you thought he was capable of reaching. He found that great emptiness, deep within you, that needed to be filled. 

“But that love you felt, that’s just the beginning. You just got a taste of love. You just got in that one lick. Next time you can suck on that whole lollipop of love. And that’s just a limited little rinky-dink love. Wait till you see how much more deeply you can love than that. Heck, you have the capacity to someday love the whole world and hold it all inside you. It’s your destiny.”