Perhaps because I am now one of the many expats living in a largely nondenominational community, within a Hindu pocket…
Upside Down in Ubud
Whenever I hang upside down from the ropes during Iyengar class, the world takes on a different hue and perspective…
The Day After the World Didn’t End
When I spoke with my sister this morning, who is on the east coast of the U.S., the time difference…
Life and Death
Last Wednesday, I left to Sidemen, where for a few days (and except for my cellphone), I disconnected from the…
A Festival of Light
‘Twas the second night of Chanukah And in the town of Ubud A party was happening As we knew it…
Long Live the Kris
The Balinese kris (or keris) is a ceremonial dagger historically used as a weapon of execution (secondarily to a spear)…
Rain & Reset
Under clear blue skies, we left Ubud & drove up to Penatahan this morning, on schedule, with many things on…
The Nyepi Effect
Every once in awhile, when I leave the compound, I’m fortunate enough to step out into quiet. It might only…
Ocular Walk-a-thon
While lying on my bed last night, writing on my laptop, I removed my reading glasses to see what little…
What The (Full) Moon Did
Some things just NEVER happen in Bali, at least not in Ubud. So, when a day starts off with a…
Healing Pilgrim 