Bali Quiet
I’m writing this as I look out to the rice paddies of Ubud from Podok Tropical, my homestay in Bali. It’s unbelievably tranquil here. The beauty of it comes from the local communities just living their daily routines – farmers shooing ducks, little girls playing on the roads and roosters calling. Everyone seems content, eliciting the kind of peace that I hope to emulate in my personal life.
Traveling alone has always been something I’ve wanted to do, but was afraid to. What would I learn about myself when left alone with my thoughts and bearings? Would I discover what my purpose is along with my true personality? It sounds so cliché, but I guess clichés exist for a reason – everyone at some point wonders about this, even if they don’t vocalize it. For me, it’s been ongoing and I’m not quite sure when the answers will surface.
I finally pushed myself to take the leap and extend my trip in Bali by 5 days after my friends left (with the generosity, kindness, love and help from my Simon). I chose Ubud as my base because I read that it was a unique town focused on well-being, health and spirituality.
Given my tumultuous last few months, I craved a place that would help me along the path of self-discovery in hopes of returning home with a clearer head on my shoulders, ready to take on the complex task of mapping out my life plans.
Now that I’m here in Bali, what I’m eager to do is really understand my own person. I feel like I’ve almost been ignorant when it comes to my character. The dichotomy of who I am alone and who I am around others is as contrasted as night and day sometimes, which ultimately leads to a tension that is at times overwhelmingly stressful. Some peace and quiet for the next few days will be a great start for me to settle my mind.















