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Barong Trance Dance

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So last night we went through a really powerful experience. I am
Going to do my best to relay this accurately .
Every year the Balinese have almost a new year If you will and it is
Signified by a day at sometime in March called Nyepi. This day is a very holy day in which silence is observed and all normal activities cease. Leading up to Nyepi, the people
Of Padang Bai have their last 'Barong Dance' of the year. This ceremony is one of the key ceremonies of all in Bali. The performance begins at 5 pm and goes untill 8pm. Then there is a 2
Hour break. At 10 pm the ceremony is resumed and continues on untill 5 am the following day. Honza and Claudine brought us to the first part of the ceremony in which we had to cover all shoulders and wear sarongs around the waist in respect like many dances you may attend. But this one was quite different from the other dances I have seen in Ubud. Most people were wearing white, women wear flowers in their hair, and there are many rules to observe for instance you must sit on your bum the entire ceremony no standing allowed. The ceremony started just like any other Balinese dance with beautiful young Girls and trippy music and continued to men in animated character costumes acting out a story. This particular story is about Barong and Rarong and the battle between forces of good and evil. When we walked in the energy was so high it was crazy. You could feel the intense excitement in the air. Many men there warned us that this ceremony is not aimed for tourists quite like the dancing in Ubud or something but we stayed anyway for we wanted an authentic experience. To make a long story short, the heat and sitting still for three hours ended up being the least intense aspect of our experience. Claudine had mentioned that when she saw this particular dance as a child a chicken was killed and sacrificed at the end, and we knew it was a trance dance , but I didn't quite understand what the trance part of it meant. It was towards the end of our viewing when local people began to fan themselves and then break out into screaming and wailing, that I realized. When this happens the person is being possessed by the evil spirit. There were birds getting their head chopped off and eating the body of that bird is supposed to be one of the ways to get the person out of the trance. Many priests are walking around splashing holy water and are there to help take people out of the trance at the end point.
The energy changed very quickly and none of us were expecting it to get quite so dramatic as there were children everywhere watching this ceremony . When we walked out we saw dozens of Balinese laying in the street with another member of the community consoling them and taking care of them making sure they didn't hurt anyone until they came out of the trance. Many people from my training felt deeply affected by the experience. Seeing so many people not in control of their bodies and all the animal sacrificing and how normal it was to them was pretty crazy. My one friend who was pretty shaken up over it was being asked by all the Balinese if the spirit had gotten into her and saying if it did we had to take care of it right away and give her some arak to drink to cool it off or something. We all left in a totally different energy. I felt a heaviness in my chest. Perhaps we weren't susceptible to being in trance from the evil spirit because we weren't welcoming it in and haven't been watching these ceremonies since age 1. But I did definitely feel different. It almost felt like leaving a rave, really alert and excited but maybe a little scared, watching people stay at the rave with their friends who are one some kind intense drug that maybe you aren't on. It felt pretty crazy.

After some dinner and wine to bring ourselves back, we gathered in Honza and Claudine's villa to discuss the experience . Often times when an experience is super powerful for you it is because it is striking something within you. Possibly awakening a fear or something that is already inside. We answered questions such as what are you afraid of? And tried to look at the ritual without any judgement seeing it for what it is for these people. For them it is a celebration. Going into trance is a good thing I think for their people because it means you let the spirit move through you and out allowing yourself to be cleansed . In a way I think it's almost like yoga, it is a practice that allows for release and emotional break through. As strange as it was it was kind of beautiful to watch this person is trance freaking out and really going through something, and the people in the village just were there for them and made sure they didn't hurt anyone. At home sometimes we put a negative light on feeling, or crying. But it's something we all need to do or we carry those emotions with us every day. The other day I hit my hand during a game of ninja attack lol and my friend MiMi did some Rieki on it and I just cried and released. Maybe not even because it hurt so bad, but because the voice inside my head was rushing to all the worst possible scenarios about my basing and hardstanding going out the window if my hand is hurt. Maybe something just needed to come out Im not sure, but I felt so much better after. And rather than people thinking it was weird I was crying or dramatic or being freaked out, I had Dan rubbing my shoulders And John holding my hand and everyone just being there holding space for me.
I know for one when I have a student cry in yoga class or something, I feel so incredibly special that I was able to stimulate that release. I feel grateful and touched for the environment I have created. And I know many people after having that experience would just be like woah and drink all nightand not go into how it made them feel. So to have this deep candle lit talk was just so beautiful. And brought me back once again to what a sacred safe space I am in with these people. I feel that Acro yoga stimulates a space of communication, trust, and there fore creates a community. Sometimes we get stuck on our own Matt, closed off behind walls . Instead allow yourself to break them down, allow yourself to break down. Because every break
down, leads to a break through.

Posted by rachaelob 18:29 Archived in Indonesia Tagged bali indonesia travel dance yoga wanderlust trance barong Comments (0)

ACROVINYASA TT DAYS 3-6

Basing, trusting, connecting.

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I could say with confidence that Honza and Claudine's ACROVINYASA teacher training is probably one of the most fun and loving yoga trainings I will ever be a part of.

While one teacher is guiding us through an amazing Thai Massage workshop for some post Inversion Training relief, the other teacher is setting up Arak Coconuts and Organic Desserts in their own Villa to host us for a candle lit pow wow.
We've all shared eye grazing, trusting basing and flying each other and truly created an amazing community here in just a few short days. It's amazing what an open, non judgmental, nurturing space can be created when negativity, and walls, and ego are left at the door.

I've realized through this acro yoga practice that it shows you allot about yourself in the same way that yoga does. I've always been a comfortable
flyer, in fact being here and learning the safe way to teach all of this makes me realize how fearless I was practicing with John just going up on Shin to foot Camel with no spot. I've never been afraid to fall. In back bending in handstanding. I just go for it. But it is when others are at risk, that I feel uncomfortable. I've always been too afraid to base because I didn't trust myself, I was scared to hurt someone. Throughout my time here I've become such a confident base even with all of the big guys in our group. It makes sense for me to base as strong of a girl I am, and I now feel confident that I am able to base and teach this sequence. It feels so empowering and is a physical skill but also feels like such emotional growth. I've gone from only ever basing girls like Linny and Lindsey and maybe some guys in just bird and back bird to being able to base men in allot of this sequence who weigh anywhere from 150-200 lbs.

Things have been getting more intense as we continue on in the training. We practice from 7-830 vinyasa. Have an hour break for breakfast, then morning session from 930 till about 1 , break for lunch, then 3-6 afternoon session, dinner, then 730-930 evening session.
What's funny is that even during our lunch break we end up still doing Acro in the pool. Honza said one day "There is so much to be learned from navigating a group of adults into playing like children." And that's truly what it is, we're all excited like children playing around and just can't stop and it's so awesome to see this young, playful, creative spark, in full grown adults.
We are constantly encouraged to take care of our bodies with massage and I did get one Lomi Lomi intense massage on a day my body was feeling particularly sore . I mean how can you not when massages here are 1/4 the price it is back home and you're basing all day lifting people on your legs? I deserve it right? Right.

Our nights are usually debriefing and one night we did have a conversation about social media, which makes sense as it is the reason half of us are here. Honza and Claudine shared any tricks of the trade they had for us. They explained their stance on social media yoga and how they use it . They encourage us to use these screens to bring us all closer together rather than further apart. And look at the what they have created through it, 32 of us from all over the world have gathered here together to share this experience and many of us wouldn't be here if it wasn't for instagram.

Of course they have been generously sharing with us all of their knowledge of acro yoga. They aslso so openly let us see into the beautiful life they share together. Through a physically morning yin class they put us through an emotionally stimulating roller coaster by sharing with us their absolutely epic love story that turned into this fun life they now share traveling and inspiring others to follow their bliss.They compliment one another just perfectly. Claudine is such a role model to me. So free, so young, so happy,easy going, creative, healthy and strong.
Honza is so respectable grounded, nurturing, deep, and giving. Truly the perfect base . If one day I could even have a love that is 1/4 of what theirs is I would be ecstatic. They make me believe that love is really possible.

Trying to just soaking up every ounce of their vast knowledge and pure loving energy. And can't believe how fast it is going already!!

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How Acro yogis fix rain leaks.
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Posted by rachaelob 07:13 Archived in Indonesia Tagged bali indonesia travel happy base smile community yoga flyer spirit challenges acroyoga acro acrovinyasa yogabeyond Comments (0)

UBUD

The land of monkeys and meditation

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UBUD

Ubuds word is HEAVENLY. The only reason it is not simply 'heaven' is that it is an hour drive from the beach which is the only thing it is lacking. Being a bit higher up geographically, I was able to enjoy slightly cooler temperatures while I wandered around the cornucopia of organic cafes, Hollistic spas, rich religious temples and various displays of arts like yoga and dance. Ubud is the land of flowing rivers of green juice and kombucha, hippie boho shop after shop, and buddha statues galore, it is the yogi tourists heaven.

In Ubud I stayed in Yunnis guest house and Ojeks home stay both of which allowed me Jen and Kelsey to have our own room , bathroom and porch at a very reasonable cost. About 4-7 $ a night. Oh the beauty of traveling with friends! Also included breakfast and constant hot tea was always being brought right to our porch.
Although I enjoy hostels, I love having this privacy and my own space because it make it easier for me to keep up with my morning routine and yoga practice.
Ubud has been exactly what I needed after the crazy islands, Australia and the impending work and home life coming up. Because of varioua conversations and events, there were a few days when it finally hit me, I was stressing about work when I'm home, money, other people, next thing you know I'm 10 years ahead worrying about the future , completely loosing sight of the shore of the present moment.
Ubuds peaceful present vibe brought me back.

Days in Ubud consisted of some awesome temple visits, (blog with more detail to follow), awesome yoga at radiantly alive, inspiration, rice fields, lots of relaxing, and traditional Balinese dancing at night.
I visited the staple Ubud locations such as Ganesha Bookshop, The Sacred Monkey Forrest, Bali Buddha, and the Yoga Barn.

One of my favorite days was the day we signed up for a Sunrise Hike up Mt. Batur. Bali has two very spiritually important volcanos right near one another about an hour outside of Ubud, Mt. Batur and Mt. Agung. Agung is the largest volcano in all of bali, and Batur is the second. Throughout the volcanos there Are sacred temples and volcanic steams where ceremony's are held and offerings are given. Both being active and having erupted in years passed not to long ago the second biggest one, Mt. Batur is apparently the safer of the two to climb.
We were picked up with barely any sleep at 2 am . On our way to the volcano we stopped at another Luwak coffee plantation and received banana chocolate pancakes and tea or coffee and water for breakfast. By 330 we were hiking up the volcano. As we got to the top it was pretty steep and mostly all loose gravel, practically rock climbing not hiking. It was still pitch dark and I was just using my flash light and following the foot steps of the person in front of me. There were a few places where you could stop but we powered on all the way to the Summit, the highest point we were allowed to go to. I was incredibly proud of Kelsey who made it all the way up with a bum ankle she's been dealing with the whole time we've been here. Our guides were extremely knowledgable and patient helping Kelsey and all the while showing us hidden temples, explaining the history of the volcano and showing us volcanic steam areas that we stopped and used as our natural steam room. At the top we received an egg cooked in the volcanic steam and a banana sandwich while awaiting the sunrise. I also paid for a tea and hot chocolate while waiting because it was damn cold!!! I didn't mind paying a typical U.S. Price of 2.50$ per drink because Damn these guys had to hike all the supplies to make this up here anyway they deserve it. It was so refreshing to feel cold again for once! Shivering in my sweat shirt with my hood up! Th sun finally rose from behind Mt. Agung and warmed everyone's souls with vibrant pink, blue, orange, yellow, pink and purple colors in the sky. Beneath was lush green mountains and deep valleys, villages, areas you could see black from volcanic lava, and then the beautiful Batur Lake. It was most definitely one of the most breath taking sights I've ever seen not to mention
We heckled the price for the whole day including the hour transport to and from our guest house about 6 hours of guiding hiking and the three breakfasts down to 250000 rupiah . Just under 20$ . Boom.

Another day I visited Sari Organic Garden and Cafe which is not accessible by car, but instead you turn down an alley way at these bungalows and walk into the rice gardens. There a long breath taking view leads you to an organic garden where you can see the food being grown and carried right across the path to your plate where you can eat over looking beautiful rice terraces.
Rice is such a profound part of the Balinese culture, with rice fields everywhere and many peoples professions revolving around them, it is eaten at breakfast, lunch, and dinner and used in many religious ceremonies. On temple festival days you will see the members of that temple or those who have participated in ceremony will go about their day with rice on their face.
Some rice on their third eye for intuition, to see clearly, to open connection to God Ect and some on their throat for good, clear and kind speech.

I promised myself I would get my toes done before I started teacher training and treated myself to a nice pedicure after Sari Organic at a hut over looking the fields. Which of course was ruined within about an hour (Sorry Aunt Mindy I was only meant to be beautiful from the ankles up we just need to accept it.) I paid about 4 US dollars for a pedicure , that came with a lime foot scrub bath, fresh ginger tea, and water melon. It's the little things like that that make me love bali, tea and fruit with everything. The Balinese are just such kind people, they can't do enough for you.
And everyone should know that tea is one of the keys to my heart. I really became impressed with Ubud when one night we ate at a cafe with such an incredible selection and information on tea that I was overwhelmed. It look me about 1 hour to read through all of the pages of information on each tea and what it does for your body. I finally decided and got a jar of 'Pitta Balancing Tea' to go, a cooling mix for my Ayurvedic body type.

I didn't drink alcohol at all while in Ubud except one over priced glass of red wine I allowed myself to enjoy at the famous 'Jazz Cafe' on my last night and my goodbye to Jen!
I feel like I haven't been traveling alone for so long! And also feel like I've known Jen and Kelsey forever. I wished them luck to their next island of holiday!
Feeling very pleased with the order I ended up traveling Ubud was just what I needed to bring me back to the present and ready to delve into studying more yoga!
It helped me to quiet that voice inside my head a bit more. You know the one that comes in as soon as we open our eyes in the morning and then heckles us all day long. The one that's fixated on the past and the future to the detriment of the here and now.
Now I travel to Padang Bai alone, refreshed and ready for my teacher training!

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Organge Ginger Creme Brûlée and Dragoon Fruit Purée
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Posted by rachaelob 07:20 Archived in Indonesia Tagged bali indonesia travel yoga indo spirit avtt1 acro Comments (0)

Perrtthhh Australian Adventures

When nothing is sure, anything is possible.

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When I first started traveling around Bali, I became increasingly upset that I already have a return flight home. Because Kelly and Stephen if you're reading, as excited as I am for your wedding, every hostel I Goto friends are planning their next move, or getting their Australia work visas and then they ask me 'what's after bali?' And I reply, back home to New Jersey.. Even if I wanted to go somewhere else I really should make my departing flight out of Denspasar, I felt stuck, in this plan. And I felt like it was silly that I came half way around the world, to see one small island and nowhere else around here.
When I had my issue with my visa, that's when it occurred to me, I'm not stuck. All my time in between that return flight other than my training is free . I can go anywhere I want. I am in charge of my life ! And that visa issue was giving me my chance, it was the universe saying just go Ya big dummy!

But of course as I am trying to escape one visa issue, I run right into another. We booked pretty last minute and tried online to get a visa for AU and the website was giving us all sorts of issues. Not sure if if was the site or Bali Guest Houses shitty wifi, we had to just show up and wing it. When checking my bag for my flight at 3 am I was told I cannot get a visa upon arrival and must have one before I board the plane. This led to last minute rushing of calling Australian officials, online applications, and running in the airports to get to the gate with one minute to spare.
These types of stressful situations almost entertain me now. The challenge makes me feel like I've accomplished or learned more. And like my old swim coach Mr. Wakely used to tell me, I work well under pressure. (Literally he'd tell me to go up to the blocks and that I was signed up for a race two minutes before it started and then laugh at me as I scambled.) Sometimes I can plan Too much and I need to be thrown into spontaneous, last minute, stressful situations like that. Anyway
I am so so happy that Jen, Kelsey and I decided to book our flight to Perth, Australia! Not only would I get to see a state outside of Bali, but a whole new continent!! Perth is the fourth largest city in Australia and the largest city in WA (the state of Western Australia ).
The minute I walked around the city I felt like I was in San Diego, and many locals told me they've heard that comparison before as well. Whilst being a big city, with big buildings and its own airport and what not, Perth still isn't that populated and is apparently quite low key compared to Sydney and Melbourne. The city is on a harbor and is very clean and I don't know how to explain it really, it just feels like San Diego. Similarly, the city has some cool parks and it's nice to walk around, but the cafes aren't as cheap or healthy as Id always like and instead I prefer the beachy, surfy, suburbs surrounding it.
Throughout our stay we checked out areas such as Marmion Marine Park , Hillary's, Scarbourough ( Scabra ) beach and Swan Valley.
Our first day there was spent in the hospital as Kelsey has been having some stomach issues, this gave me and Jen an opportunity to walk around and explore the harbour, the bell tower, and the candy selection.
Yes that's right candy selection, I try to keep it healthy yes, but I am a sucker for trying new things in different countries that I know we don't have at home even if it isn't that good for me. I'm also a sucker for Kit Kats, they're my favorite candy. I'm pretty Convinced that the Kit Kat must be the official candy of Australia as I have never seen so many different types and flavors. That and the awesome Perth international night food market right next to our place, leaves me feeling in need for a few days of yoga detoxification in Ubud.
We stayed in a hostel just outside the city, it was walkable to most places but when exploring other areas we could get a day pass for trains and buses and transportation was incredibly easy. In fact everything felt incredibly easy. Everything was in English, online, punctual, and they even have a count down at the free bus stop telling you exactly how many minutes until it arrives. It feels just like home. The only differences being the awesome accents, overwhelming friendliness of local Australians , and the overwhelming allure of Australian men. ??.
Anyway I was feeling quite spoiled once again being able to drink tap water yet forgot that I am once again in a real country and will be carded at bars. I forgot my ID everywhere (pulling a linny west) . Which was extremely necessary at night (most bars wouldn't even accept my license and wanted my passport! ) because it is the Aussies busy long Labor Day Weekend. Not a big deal, just less expensive beers for me. But it was interesting to catch another Labor Day in March and see how their summer season is just winding down as our spring at home is barely starting up ! I was able to enjoy this Labor Day instead of working the beach all weekend ;)

Another difference is the overwhelming Australian sun. The weather was gorgeous. Hot beach weather but not as hot, humid and buggy as Bali. There was usually a nice breeze and it cooled down at night. But this makes it even easier to get sunburnt and due to the huge hole in the ozone layer AUs UV index is off the charts.
Also Australians are coffee snobs, apparently Melbourne has one of the best coffees in the world and Starbucks is the only American franchise that never made it here! . McDonald's, Target, 7/11, they're all here, but the Starbucks have all been shut down. "They know sheet coffee when they see it." I thought that was pretty cool and interesting but This came as a big disappointment to Kelsey who as she travels, collects Starbucks mugs from different cities, yes probably the most ridiculous and inconvenient collections a traveler could have, but Ya gotta love her.
My favorite day was spent in Swan Valley and Freemantel, we started our way up north at Cavershath Because Kelsey wanted to Goto the Wild Life Park, Jen and I opted out and toured the free woodland reserve instead to avoid the entrance fee and get a more natural experience. We were just sauntering around behind the gates of the Wild Life Park walking in the trees and admiring the ostriches from afar when boom! We saw about 6 Kangaroos! It was my first experience seeing roos in the wild and I was very amused seeing them hop about, but I am pretty sure to Australians this is about as common and unexcitng as seeing a deer on the road back in Jersey.
Regardless, Jen and I took plenty a pictures of the baby Kangaroos and were ecstatic to have caught them in their natural environment rather than paying. Kelsey was still in the park so Jen and I wanted to head to Swan Valley to wine taste. We had missed the 20 Min shuttle that takes you back to the parking lot area by 5 minutes so we decided to walk.
It was quite hot and I figured this little path would be a safe area to have my first hitch hiking experience . It was just a little path and all people leaving the wild life park. I know, I know it can be dangerous, but we were kind of desperate, didn't have much money to spend on cabs and transportation isn't as easy outside the city. Plus I wasn't alone and I think it's something everyone must do at some point in life!
This experience worked out so well that we not only got a ride all the way out of the park but straight to the door of our first winery, which was pretty far north and we hadn't realized how long it would take to walk. Oh the kindness of the Aussies!
I was pleasantly surprised at our first delectable wine tasting only being 2 Australian dollars. Granted it wasn't as big and fancy as some I had done in Sonoma Valley, but to taste 7 wines for about 1.60$ American? I'm thrilled. The second one we went to was free! Followed by another short hitch hike we made it to a third and favorite wine tasting of the day. This one had two adorable "wine dogs", the most kind owner, was free, and we did a free olive oil tasting! Oh the life we live!! We made such good friends with the girl working and she happened to be just getting off work at 5 as we were leaving and gave us a free ride to the train station. In return of all the hospitality we experienced there, and off a high of this wonderful cost free day, we bought our favorite wine we had tasted there and brought it down to Freemantel beach. We enjoyed it while watching a beach sunset with a jazz, art and food festival behind us. It was one of the best days of my loyfe for sure. I almost Croyed tears of grattitude.
All in all it was a truly awesome experience my first one in Australia. And if I had booked every night in Bali a head of time, I'm not sure if it would have been possible! They say that when nothing is sure, anything is possible. And I am still free every day I am here! Sometimes it's good to not plan, to be open, because if you always choose what you think you want ahead of time, you could loose something even better that was waiting for you.

So now I head back to Bali and I just am so excited! As great as Australia was, to me it's more of a place to move rather than travel, it's so easy and accommodating and similar to the U.S.! I love the challenge and different culture Bali brings. I actually miss rice and everyone asking me if I need 'transport?' , the street markets and mostly how cheap everything is!! I don't think I realized how much I love Bali until I left it. And that's how we humans are with most things, not necessarily taking them for granted, but just not understanding a true appreciation for something until you are separated from it. And so I feel so much gratitude for the opportunity to get away and come back ready to experience Bali all over again with a new eye!
UBUD here I come!

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Posted by rachaelob 01:56 Archived in Australia Tagged food travel australia wine au wa yoga perth swan_valley spirituality wanderlust Comments (0)

THE ISLANDS

Lombak, and the Gillies. Power outages in Paradise.

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Throughout my week on the islands life was very different from what I am used too wether it be trees growing in water, hospitality service, types of transport, or a little wind gust putting the power out. I had to drop my ideas of normal and need to control, and instead learn to be yielding and accept what comes.

The first island I visited was
LOMBOK:
Our driver friend Bj picked Trey and I up in Padang Padang and drove us to Padang Bai to catch the ferry to Lombok. On the way he took us to his favorite non touristy local Warung. Then we got to Padang Bai. We could have paid hundreds of thousands of rupiah for a fast boat from Padang Bai or Sanur but we went with mostly locals on a 5 hour ferry for about 2$.
Taking the road less traveled :) .

After almost a full day of traveling we got to Kuta,Lombok and started to question if it would be worth the cost and hassel of getting there. But it most definitely was and Kuta, Lombok is nothing like Kuta, Bali. Lombok is the quitest place in Indo I have been yet. There are wild cats, dogs, goats, and cows everywhere and little wooden shack beach bars lined up right across the road from our place. The first night we went to 'the original beach bar' which was a truck run by a very youthful looking chap named Oyook. Oyook is 20 and runs the little beach truck for his uncle in exchange for living with him and although he doesn't make money, he is able to practice his English with foreigners like us. His sparking positive attitude, the character of this truck, and the cheaper drink prices, led us to stay there instead of the busier more touristy beach bar across the way. We made good friends with Oyook and he would let us play our own i pods on his sound system . We jammed out to reggae tunes and took over the bar. He even got a generator going just for us when the power went out and we were the only ones at the bar.
Even nights when we went to the big psychedelic, packed party beach bar across the way we always pregamed with Oyook first.
My days in Lombook consisted of some light running or hut yoga, and afternoons of motor biking to Gurupak the local surf spot. We paid to be taken out to some pretty awesome breaks and big waves (by my standards) by boat . I would try driving the motor bike a bit on the way home because it is so quiet there . (Don't worry dad I was very careful). I once again feel like I met my comfort zone, challenged my surfing ability and tried something new and for those opportunities I am grateful.
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The islands are much less crowded and it is more common to see a horse and buggy rather than a car. In fact on the Gilly Islands, which are small islands that are a part of Lombok, there are no motor vehicles whatsoever instead bikes around the whole island.
This made me more likely to take the time to pause and look up at the sky at night, with less people and cars, we can we more engulfed in the truly beautiful magical nature around us.

GILLY Air;

Gilly A had a good amount of yogis and a whole lot of divers. The island is so small I ran around the whole thing in 45 minutes. The hostel I stayed in was not my favorite but each place along the beach had a beautiful salt pool with multiple levels for water diving trainings.
I've actually never paid for a professional massage in my entire life, and don't get nearly as much body work done as I should for being so active.
So one rainy afternoon I treated myself to a traditional Balinese Massage /Aloe Treatment at the Blue Lotus Spa to try to get rid of this sun burn some more and 10$ an hour isn't too bad.
I did a bit of yoga, some sunset watching, snorkeling, and I even found a slackline! I slacked with the local kids who are so cute and talented and that was probably the high light of Gilly A. Very chill place.

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Gilly Trawangan;
Gilly T is known as the party island, there wasn't as much to do during the day and most places are focused around night life. It has cool late night markets and almost zero police officers on the entire island. Our hostel had no quiet hours and 24 hour free pancakes.
We took part in lots of dancing, ladies nights, and live music, but luckily the two ladies I am with were on the same page as me. We'd usually rather enjoy our days than party untill 4 am spending money we won't remember.
All of the islands had lots of power outages, but Gilly T was the worst.
A huge tree fell across the road right next to our hostel crushing the woman's house next door and putting the power out for days. The weather to me just seemed like a windy rainy day, but to bali this is quite rare.
When we got there we had about two hours of a nice air conditioned room, and then for the next three days it was mostly off, no wifi, no running water and it was very very hot.
We made do by buying hand fans, showering with buckets, and lots of giggles at flash light puppet shows and whatever other dumb things we did to entertain ourselves.
A power outage is a great chance to let go. Because no matter how much you complain about the situation, the power is still out. So instead we let go of the way we thought the world is supposed to be and work in our 21st century minds. Letting go is a scary enterprise for those of is who believe that the world revolves only because it has a handle on top of it which we personally turn, and that if we drop this handle even for a moment well that would be the end of the universe. But when you try dropping it. You can sit back with your head in your hands and let things be as they are, you can actually relax. You can sit quietly in the now and cease your relentless participation. Watch what happens. The birds do not crash dead out of the sky in mid flight, after all. The trees do not wither and die, rivers do not run red with blood. Life continues to go on. Im not sure why we think our micromanagement of every moment in this whole world is so essential.

My days consisted of allot of walking, some beautiful sunsets (if we're lucky at a sunset swing) and lots of dancing and laughing. There was a yoga place right across from our hostel and I tried to eat as healthy as possible, but options were limited, and the free pancakes were pretty good ?.
I think the girls would agree that the one day we didn't have power alll day we laughed harder than we had in a long time. We had to make our own fun and actually talk to each other instead of being on Instagram!! Can you imagine?
Something I love to see about the young kids here is how they can have the biggest smile on their faces just by playing with leaves. There's no I pads or phones or TVs. This time without electricity really brought us back to realizing how privileged we are and how sometimes having these technological advantages can be a bad thing taking us away from the moment we are really in. (I say this as I type my blog on my smart phone.)

At night I found myself taking even more time to be gazing at the stars rather than down at a phone. It made me think of this quote by Mahatma Ghandi; When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator.

Feeling very full, adventurous, grateful, beautiful, and connected.

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