I try my best to keep writing on the road, but in a constant state of motion it’s not always easy to get into the rhythm of writing and working as I normally do. It seems to be about finding the places that inspire and changing mindsets. That’s when things get done.
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.
Have you ever looked deeply into someone’s eyes for a matter of minutes, without breaking the gaze? It’s a peculiar experiment that’s only piqued my interest in the past year, but these past two weeks have been the first time I’ve tried such a thing over and over again, and with fascinating results.
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.