Ешь, молись, люби

Chapter 107

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           Whichmaysoundfirmandconfident,butImustadmitthis,aswell-thatsailingovertothatquietislandallalone,Iwasnevermoreterrifiedinmylife.Ihadn’tevenbroughtanybookstoread,nothingtodistractme.Justmeandmymind,abouttofaceeachotheronanemptyfield.Irememberthatmylegswerevisiblyshakingwithfear.ThenIquotedtomyselfoneofmyfavoritelineseverfrommyGuru:"Fear-whocares?"andIdisembarkedalone.

           IrentedmyselfalittlecabinonthebeachforafewdollarsadayandIshutmymouthandvowednottoopenitagainuntilsomethinginsidemehadchanged.GiliMenoIslandwasmyultimatetruthandreconciliationhearing.Ihadchosentherightplacetodothis-thatmuchwasclear.Theislanditselfistiny,pristine,sandy,bluewater,palmtrees.It’saperfectcirclewithasinglepaththatgoesaroundit,andyoucanwalkthewholecircumferenceinaboutanhour.It’slocatedalmostexactlyontheequator,andsothere’sachangelessnessaboutitsdailycycles.Thesuncomesupononesideoftheislandatabout6:30inthemorningandgoesdownontheothersideataround6:30PM,everydayoftheyear.TheplaceisinhabitedbyasmallhandfulofMuslimfishermenandtheirfamilies.Thereisnospotonthisislandfromwhichyoucannotheartheocean.Therearenomotorizedvehicleshere.Electricitycomesfromagenerator,andforonlyafewhoursintheevenings.It’sthequietestplaceI’veeverbeen.

           EverymorningIwalkedthecircumferenceoftheislandatsunrise,andwalkeditagainatsunset.Therestofthetime,Ijustsatandwatched.

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