Elizabeth Gilbert @elizabeth_gilbert_writer

Elizabeth Gilbert

@elizabeth_gilbert_writer

Author of EAT PRAY LOVE and BIG MAGIC and THE SIGNATURE OF ALL THINGS and the new one: CITY OF GIRLS!

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@elizabeth_gilbert_writer 150 women at this retreat. Here are 5 of them. When women go to the water, together, everything heals.

150 women at this retreat. Here are 5 of them. When women go to the water, together, everything heals.

@elizabeth_gilbert_writer For years, I’ve longed to take a painting workshop from @tracyverdugo. Tracy is a beautiful and generous soul and a wonderful artist, who has a special gift for teaching visual art to people who don’t consider themselves visual artists. (Another name for that group is “People Like Me.”) Tracy travels the world with trunks filled with paints and paper and brushes, liberating one shaky-handed novice at a time from our “art scars”. (My pal @brenebrown has done fascinating and heartbreaking research on “art scars”—the creativity wounds that so many of us carry in our psyches, from having been shamed as children about the art we made.) Almost everybody has art scars of some sort. Many us can report the exact age at which we stopped drawing, painting, and coloring—and we also remember WHY. Generally, it was because we were told that we weren’t good enough. That we didn’t belong. That creativity was for other people, not you. Or that art is useless, that you can’t make a living out of it, etc, etc. And that’s how we’ve ended up with a world filled with people who claim, “I don’t have a creative bone in my body” —and who can’t soothe their anxiety with the god-given gift of making art JUST BECAUSE. But Tracy is a gentle-hearted Angel-Warrior, tireless in her role as an art healer. I’ve admired her devotion to teaching for YEARS, and always longed to take one of her classes. How glorious, then, to find out that Tracy would also be here in Fiji, teaching at the @ultimate_girls_week_away, — a women’s retreat where I’m also teaching. Today, in the sweltering heat, I watched Tracy coax gorgeous art out of a lovely group of women from all over the world—some of whom had not picked up paint brushes since they were children. There was fear. Laughter. Tears. Thrilling feats of daring. Vulnerability. Sisterhood. And in the end: ART. Tracy, you are a gift. (And everyone: She teaches online classes, too!) Thank you for this day. I’m going to sleep with my fingernails caked with paint, and my imagination full of color. Thank you, #ugwa2020 for bringing us all together here, to learn and to heal. (Also: I threw in a gratuitous photo of a perfect hammock, because...wow...#fiji!) ❤️LG

For years, I’ve longed to take a painting workshop from @tracyverdugo. Tracy is a beautiful and generous soul and a wonderful artist, who has a special gift for teaching visual art to people who don’t consider themselves visual artists. (Another name for that group is “People Like Me.”) Tracy travels the world with trunks filled with paints and paper and brushes, liberating one shaky-handed novice at a time from our “art scars”. (My pal @brenebrown has done fascinating and heartbreaking research on “art scars”—the creativity wounds that so many of us carry in our psyches, from having been shamed as children about the art we made.) Almost everybody has art scars of some sort. Many us can report the exact age at which we stopped drawing, painting, and coloring—and we also remember WHY. Generally, it was because we were told that we weren’t good enough. That we didn’t belong. That creativity was for other people, not you. Or that art is useless, that you can’t make a living out of it, etc, etc. And that’s how we’ve ended up with a world filled with people who claim, “I don’t have a creative bone in my body” —and who can’t soothe their anxiety with the god-given gift of making art JUST BECAUSE. But Tracy is a gentle-hearted Angel-Warrior, tireless in her role as an art healer. I’ve admired her devotion to teaching for YEARS, and always longed to take one of her classes. How glorious, then, to find out that Tracy would also be here in Fiji, teaching at the @ultimate_girls_week_away, — a women’s retreat where I’m also teaching. Today, in the sweltering heat, I watched Tracy coax gorgeous art out of a lovely group of women from all over the world—some of whom had not picked up paint brushes since they were children. There was fear. Laughter. Tears. Thrilling feats of daring. Vulnerability. Sisterhood. And in the end: ART. Tracy, you are a gift. (And everyone: She teaches online classes, too!) Thank you for this day. I’m going to sleep with my fingernails caked with paint, and my imagination full of color. Thank you, #ugwa2020 for bringing us all together here, to learn and to heal. (Also: I threw in a gratuitous photo of a perfect hammock, because...wow...#fiji!) ❤️LG

@elizabeth_gilbert_writer TEN ACTUAL THINGS THAT LOVE HAS SAID TO ME WHEN I WAS ALONE AND AFRAID (FOR ANYONE WHO MIGHT NEED IT TODAY❤️) 1. What’s that, my baby? You feel like you’re failing at life? But may I ask: By whose rules? And by what deadline? 
2. Please stop looking for proof that you are wrong and bad. Don’t be in such a hurry to disown yourself. And please, for the love of God, stop trying to transform. Just sit here with me for a moment, and let me love you exactly as you are. And maybe get yourself a nice big glass of water. That usually helps. 
3. You don’t need to show compassion or patience to the world right now. Why would I force that on you, when you don’t actually feel it? You don’t even need to be grateful right now. I love you so much, I will never ask you to do anything you can’t do. Just sit here with me, and know that you are loved, and let that be all we do today.
4. Stop trying. Does that scare you? Do you still have trouble believing how loved you are—even when you are doing nothing, producing nothing, improving nothing, understanding nothing? Can you sit quietly with me for a moment and consider the possibilities? 
5. Can you find the courage and curiosity to live one breath at a time? Can you breathe into this very moment, right now? Because “right now” is the only place I will ever be able to find you. So meet me halfway, dear one, by taking the next breath.
6. You are not crazy or broken, sweetheart, but you do have a mind that requires constant, tender, affectionate stewardship. Good thing you have me!
7. I see how you much you fear solitude sometimes, but trust me: This is your medicine right now. Also, I have a secret for you: You’re not alone. It’s actually not even possible.
8. If it helps, sweetheart, you can’t possibly do anything wrong. By which I mean—you can’t possibly do anything that will lose me.
9. I’m right here. I have always been right here. I will always be right here. I’ve got nothing but time for you.
10. Don’t worry about how everyone else is doing it. There is no “everyone else”. There is only you and me. And my name is Love. And so is yours. So let’s just sit quietly now, and know this truth together❤️

TEN ACTUAL THINGS THAT LOVE HAS SAID TO ME WHEN I WAS ALONE AND AFRAID (FOR ANYONE WHO MIGHT NEED IT TODAY❤️) 1. What’s that, my baby? You feel like you’re failing at life? But may I ask: By whose rules? And by what deadline? 2. Please stop looking for proof that you are wrong and bad. Don’t be in such a hurry to disown yourself. And please, for the love of God, stop trying to transform. Just sit here with me for a moment, and let me love you exactly as you are. And maybe get yourself a nice big glass of water. That usually helps. 3. You don’t need to show compassion or patience to the world right now. Why would I force that on you, when you don’t actually feel it? You don’t even need to be grateful right now. I love you so much, I will never ask you to do anything you can’t do. Just sit here with me, and know that you are loved, and let that be all we do today. 4. Stop trying. Does that scare you? Do you still have trouble believing how loved you are—even when you are doing nothing, producing nothing, improving nothing, understanding nothing? Can you sit quietly with me for a moment and consider the possibilities? 5. Can you find the courage and curiosity to live one breath at a time? Can you breathe into this very moment, right now? Because “right now” is the only place I will ever be able to find you. So meet me halfway, dear one, by taking the next breath. 6. You are not crazy or broken, sweetheart, but you do have a mind that requires constant, tender, affectionate stewardship. Good thing you have me! 7. I see how you much you fear solitude sometimes, but trust me: This is your medicine right now. Also, I have a secret for you: You’re not alone. It’s actually not even possible. 8. If it helps, sweetheart, you can’t possibly do anything wrong. By which I mean—you can’t possibly do anything that will lose me. 9. I’m right here. I have always been right here. I will always be right here. I’ve got nothing but time for you. 10. Don’t worry about how everyone else is doing it. There is no “everyone else”. There is only you and me. And my name is Love. And so is yours. So let’s just sit quietly now, and know this truth together❤️

@elizabeth_gilbert_writer Fiji!

Fiji!

@elizabeth_gilbert_writer Hong Kong airport, 2:30 on a Thursday afternoon: EMPTY.

Hong Kong airport, 2:30 on a Thursday afternoon: EMPTY.

@elizabeth_gilbert_writer Goodbye, India. I love you,and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for all that you’ve given me over the past seven weeks. You are like nothing else on Earth. Let’s do it again sometime...❤️LG

Goodbye, India. I love you,and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for all that you’ve given me over the past seven weeks. You are like nothing else on Earth. Let’s do it again sometime...❤️LG

@elizabeth_gilbert_writer We call this photo “Gee, I guess SOMEBODY went to India...” ❤️ This was taken after our last day in Delhi, which we spent going to as many holy places as we possibly could. We  asked our friend Mayank to take us to the places in his city where he feels the most sacred power. We went to an ancient Hindu Vishnu temple (whose walls were carved with heartmeltingly beautiful poetry from the Bhagavad Gita); to a massive Sikh temple (thrumming with muscular, stirring chants); to a humble  Sufi mosque (with the most electrifying qawwali singers); to a pin-drop quiet Jain temple (hidden away in a tiny street behind a loud, chaotic market).Everywhere, we were welcomed as friends. Everywhere, blessed. Everywhere,  offered flowers, rice, beads, holy water. Everywhere, touched with sandalwood and kindness. Everywhere, I felt divine love coursing through my heart. By the end of the day, I felt drunk on Spirit, like a bee covered in honey. Dear India: I don’t for a moment wish to oversimplify or idealize your massively complex religious history. Your story is more complicated than I will ever begin to understand, and I know that it has often been bloody and dark. I know that there are angry forces in your country right now, agitating to turn you against one another for cynical political gain (just as everywhere else in the world right now, including in my country). And I know that there are peacemakers from every one of your traditions, tirelessly working right now to teach tolerance and love, and to keep your fragile intersections and alliances safe. I will always be a foreigner here. I will never claim to understand a fragment of what I see. But I just want to say: Thank you for welcoming me into your holiest places. Thank you for allowing me visit your temples and mosques as a friend. Thank you for the roses, the incense, the drums, the prayers, the kindness. Thank you. I pray for peace for all of you, for all of us. I love you. Thank you.

We call this photo “Gee, I guess SOMEBODY went to India...” ❤️ This was taken after our last day in Delhi, which we spent going to as many holy places as we possibly could. We asked our friend Mayank to take us to the places in his city where he feels the most sacred power. We went to an ancient Hindu Vishnu temple (whose walls were carved with heartmeltingly beautiful poetry from the Bhagavad Gita); to a massive Sikh temple (thrumming with muscular, stirring chants); to a humble Sufi mosque (with the most electrifying qawwali singers); to a pin-drop quiet Jain temple (hidden away in a tiny street behind a loud, chaotic market).Everywhere, we were welcomed as friends. Everywhere, blessed. Everywhere, offered flowers, rice, beads, holy water. Everywhere, touched with sandalwood and kindness. Everywhere, I felt divine love coursing through my heart. By the end of the day, I felt drunk on Spirit, like a bee covered in honey. Dear India: I don’t for a moment wish to oversimplify or idealize your massively complex religious history. Your story is more complicated than I will ever begin to understand, and I know that it has often been bloody and dark. I know that there are angry forces in your country right now, agitating to turn you against one another for cynical political gain (just as everywhere else in the world right now, including in my country). And I know that there are peacemakers from every one of your traditions, tirelessly working right now to teach tolerance and love, and to keep your fragile intersections and alliances safe. I will always be a foreigner here. I will never claim to understand a fragment of what I see. But I just want to say: Thank you for welcoming me into your holiest places. Thank you for allowing me visit your temples and mosques as a friend. Thank you for the roses, the incense, the drums, the prayers, the kindness. Thank you. I pray for peace for all of you, for all of us. I love you. Thank you.

@elizabeth_gilbert_writer India: You electrify the senses, and I love you.

India: You electrify the senses, and I love you.

@elizabeth_gilbert_writer Oh, India. I will miss you. ❤️

Oh, India. I will miss you. ❤️

@elizabeth_gilbert_writer Best name for a tour bus company EVER.

Best name for a tour bus company EVER.

@elizabeth_gilbert_writer Thank you for this photo, dear @sherylmoller. And thank you for sharing this leg of the journey with me. It’s been a series of magical japes (interrupted only by larks, of course!), punctuated by moments of pure, silent grace. ❤️

Thank you for this photo, dear @sherylmoller. And thank you for sharing this leg of the journey with me. It’s been a series of magical japes (interrupted only by larks, of course!), punctuated by moments of pure, silent grace. ❤️

@elizabeth_gilbert_writer William Dalrymple reading to us from THE LAST MUGHAL—a description of the fastidious Sir Thomas Metcalf.

William Dalrymple reading to us from THE LAST MUGHAL—a description of the fastidious Sir Thomas Metcalf.

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Can someone know if you are stalking their Instagram profile?

-There are a bunch of apps that allow you to do that.Most of them are paid which shows a bunch of people that visited your profile lately and to unlock the other bunch you will have to pay. -However lately i was really lucky i found one app that you can view basically everyone that entered your profile and checked anything about your profile,basically all you have to do is watch a add which is like 3 seconds long,it’s called InstaViewer. -Basically people would need to dig in deeply to be able to find an app that allows them to see who stalks their profile. However to be perfectly correct if they can or not.Yes they can but most of them don’t care or ignore it completely. I rarely use it because of the high follower number.Only on special circumstances.Can’t keep a track on all of them.


Is there any app for Instagram to check stalkers?

Yes. There are many applications to check who views your profile on your Instagram. “IG Analyzer” is one of those apps. However, to use any of those applications you’ll have to pay. I’d rather suggest you switch to a business profile so you get an idea of how many people view your profile and how many people you can reach.

Yes there is one ; "Who viewed my insta”,there are some premier contents but free version works fine though

You can use social rank for free to find your stalkers (and much more) for free. SocialRank, as described on their website, is “The easiest way to identify, organize, and manage your audience on Twitter and Instagram.” It works by pulling all your following and followers on either Instagram and Twitter and provides you an easy to use web-interface to split and segment the information as you wish. The data is incredibly detailed and lists each follower in a table form. The tool provides the name and username of your followers, the total number of followers they currently have, the average likes/comments they receive on their posts, and their engagement rates.


Who blocked you on Instagram?

What happened to insta-stalker.com website?

  1. Open the Instagram App and click the Search Button

  2. Search for the culprit’s username. If it shows up, you’re not blocked.  If it doesn’t, continue with Step 3.

  3. Go to a mutual friend’s Instagram. (The closer they are with the suspect, the better.)

  4. Go through their posts, likes, comments, and followers to see if the suspect’s username appears.

  5. If the user’s name appears, click on it.

  6. If you click on the user’s profile and are unable to see their content, even though at the top of their profile it says they have a number of posts, then they have blocked you.

  7. If the user’s Instagram profile is set to Private, then their name will not appear on the search list; they have either blocked you or deactivated their Instagram account.