My friend Bagus (Balinese for good or nice) owns a warung a few minutes’ walk from where I live; he…
The Lines That Bind Us
Kadek and I, we are bound by my lines. The lines that connect bones to muscle. The nerve lines running…
Stairways to Heaven
Maybe it was bound to happen. Again. Flashbacks. Waking up in a sweat. Everything falling; poles, random items, people twirling…
A More Creative Kind of Detox
More than anything, yesterday was a lesson in mixed blessings, in letting go and being open to what is –…
Ibu Robin & Baby’s Angels
I just finished reading a novel called Butterfly People. The author, Robin Lim (known as Ibu Robin to locals), is…
Wings of Time
Yesterday morning, on my way to the pool, I walked through the forest and came to an abrupt stop when…
Tough Love
Imagine if all our angels were sweet and gentle, constantly showering us with words of comfort, love and wisdom. Imagine…
The Color Purple
It all began innocently enough when I asked Shoko to introduce me to her hairdresser. I’d wanted just to lighten…
An Auspicious Anniversary
A couple of days ago, in the middle of a massage, memories of last year surged through my mind and…
A Question of Living
Once in awhile I’m asked this question: are you traveling or living in Bali? It’s a question that puzzles me…
Healing Pilgrim 