Sacred Metal (& Mourning)

This past Saturday evening, satiated from another jam-packed day at the Ubud Writers Festival, and fatigued by the blazing sun, … More

Christmas-y Queries

Sometimes, over Christmas for example, I wonder:Why are shop clerks in Bali required to wear Santa caps or those silly … More

Recently, my blogging friends Terri and James over at Gallivance impressed me with their glowing tribute to the Balinese flower-mandala. … More

When the ancestors came, I was in Ubud. It was the festive day of Galungan and the Balinese were awaiting … More

While I listened to the Barong Boy marching Band clanging and clopping their way down the road a couple of … More

It was a glorious, dazzling and typically hot morning in Ubud when we set out to Pejeng for the rarest … More

If you happen to live in a country with the largest Muslim population in the world, you would have to … More

It hasn’t rained in Ubud for at least a couple of weeks or more. But in the middle of last … More

Shortly before 5 this morning, I was awakened to the sounds of roosters, men’s voices, women singing softly and the … More

It’s 11:11 am as I begin to write. An auspicious time on an auspicious day. After close to 18 hours’ … More