It wasn't easy to get there. 34 hours and three flights later, I fell in love with Bali. So much so that i am now living my life in the timeframe of "life before bali" (LBB) and "life after bali (LAB)".
While I can't pinpoint a specific moment or occurrence during the trip where I changed... I did. As I do with each new place I travel to, and with each new culture I encounter, and with each new landscape I become one with. But, in comparison to all of my other trips, this change feels different.
Revelations from Bali:
1. each moment is sacred.
2. fear is false.
3. what you have is always more than someone else – give it.
I am learning how to adjust to life after Bali – because to be honest, a lot of stuff seems and feels "basic" in comparison. Here's a glimpse. The rainforest. Oh god, being in the rainforest. You know the background music that plays when you get a massage? That was REAL LIFE background sound – while we got massages outside our villa. We watched monkeys swinging from the trees while we dipped sans suits in our personal pool. No alarms needed – we woke up each morning to the call of roosters. We enjoyed the calm rain on our faces every afternoon – same time each day. We trekked through rice paddies and adventured along the ayung river. We watched the sun set over the trees with a glass of wine in the evening. Only one world to describe the rainforest – magic. And that was only the first stop on our trip. It was only the beginning….
We visited waterfalls and rice paddies, seaweed farms and temples. We hiked an active volcano by flashlight at 2:30 in the morning to watch the sunrise. We took surf lessons and snorkeled. We received a biga hinda blessing, fed monkeys bananas and rode elephants. We enjoyed spa sessions and days at the swim up pool bar and yoga poses galore. We drank kopi luwak (google it) and arak. We thought we were going to die (twice - and yes, i'm that dramatic) and then reveled in the fact that we were ALIVE.