Partial Eclipse of the Heart

On Fear: (or rather, Off Fear) usually when i need to use the bathroom that is located 10 meters from my sleeping quarters, i hear that crazy frog and i imagine that someone is going to leap out from behind the glowing purple Buddha and kill me. i start to panic....

Bali Mountain Morning

:: Spreading our Wings and Learning to Fly :: Most Peaceful, Restful Sleep of this trip – i Slept almost Ten Hours! Finish Computer Programming Final(ly)! Virtual Connection with the World Briefly Reestablished Azoo Waits for me at Breakfast – Good Morning, Friend!...

At Home in the Sky

i just met Richard, who owns the Bali Mountain Retreat. he moved from Holland to Australia at a young age. he said that he doesn’t necessarily affiliate with the latter country because of its politics and because it never felt like home. i guess no matter how long one...

Signs, Signs Everywhere Signs

driving through the city of Tabanan, i closed the window. there is not good air here. it feels different on my face. this Lobsterbird is becoming so sensitive to these subtle shifts. < ooh, i meant to put on my Salonpas (which is becoming a sort of travel ritual),...

To the Mountains we Ride!

Villa Surya Abadi = House of the Sun Life Forever ~ Wayan, my driver to the Bali Mountain Retreat ~ after a lovely evening with the girls last night, i am on my way to the Mountain! Karen asked me this morning if i felt nervous… my answer was no— and i truly feel...

Hummingbirds can Have their Cake and Eat it Too

as i was buying little tortes in anticipation of the Girls returning from their epic trekking day and in celebration of the birth of Bora and Karen, i saw this! and at a place called “Casa” to boot! while we were in Canggu, we ate dinner at the oddly...

Being Alone with Others

i left the Villa because the staff was taking down the decorations that they had erected for Karen and Bora’s birthday celebration. so i came to get food because i was starving and annoyed by Max anyway. (the computer programming software, not some other random person...

Practicing Gypsy Freedom

Villa Gitana = Gypsy Villa i arrived at Villa Gitana and almost immediately proceeded to do yoga. i haven’t done yoga (at least not in the traditional sense and certainly not as my normal daily practice) since i got to Southeast Asia… my body was in pain from all the...

To the Villa Gitana

i am about to hop in a Taksi imminently to stay at the Girls’ Villa Fancy Palace Place for one night… Neelam, Carmen, Karen, and Bora have all left for an epic day of Elephant Riding and Rafting and seeing Dance Performances and Shopping. i couldn’t go because of an...

Bali Mornings

Part One of Days that Go On Forever…. Writing in Pagoda Bali Coffee Making Peace with Insects Goodbye to Puppies Final Puppy Photoshoot Goodbye to New Zealand Comrades Return Moto Solo Trip! Easy! Ease into… Intersection Trouble Letting It Go Muscle Memory...