When you spend your time in a lonely paradise, you have no choice but to merge with the quiet beauty of not only the place, but of your thoughts and insecurities. When you spend time alone, you have to go deeper inside the workings of your mind.
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.
Arriving at the small fishing village in Bali where I'm volunteering has led to endless observations and revelations. The amount of new stimuli in my life these days is astounding. Already I’m adjusting to chickens walking at my feet as I eat dinner, cats coming through the windows as I sleep, and geckos scaling the walls wherever I go. These things aren’t unusual; rather they are just a way of life here in the village, which I’m quickly adjusting to.