The tide was coming in at a gradual pace as we laid in the black sand looking up at the sky illuminated with stars.
Attending a silent retreat in rural Bali was the perfect way to spend my final days in Indonesia and to reflect on the last three months spent on the island. I came to the retreat looking for silence and rest, and went away with an entirely new understanding of food, community, and alternative ways of living.
Immersing myself fully in the yoga and meditation lifestyle that Ubud offers started as a mere curiosity for me, but has now evolved into a full-blown appreciation for the effects that it has on my mind, body, and soul. The inner-cynic in me that scoffed at things as being too ‘new-agey’ has silenced amidst the intoxicating inner-results that the practice offers.
“Watch for snakes!” the taxi driver shouted from the comfort of his driver’s seat. “What?!” I yelled back through the heavy downpour of rain. “Snakes! I saw a big one in the water. Be careful with your feet.” He noticed I was wading through the water barefoot since my shoes were in my hand.
On saying goodbye...
There’s this metal toy slinky that’s been in my possession for about 3 years now. When I started working at the bank back in 2011, there was a highly disgruntled worker who had been doing the same repetitive desk job for about ten years.
Bali is a place more in tune with nature than any other I’ve been to. Coming from a big city where trees are cut down, concrete is poured in place of grass, and glass condo towers multiply as the months pass -- being in Bali allows me to change how I view nature, and also how I view physical spaces and structures.