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Less is more

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Less is more

If you haven't been following my blog, we have been in Bali for 3 weeks now. This sweet little girl is our balinese neighbor. She lives in a shack-like structure tucked beneath a culdesac of trees right behind our villa. I've never seen her with shoes on or without a friendly curiosity in her eyes.  Sometimes she's wearing clean clothes but most often shes wearing nothing but underwear, playing with her toys in a dirt driveway surrounded by cows, chickens and more than a few poi dogs. Her mom is always nearby hanging laundry, making handcrafted offerings or doing other chores...

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Balance

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Balance

The people of Bali leave little offerings every day as I mentioned in my previous blog.  Each compound calls for about 15 of them to surround the perimeter. The women here spend a great deal of time, money, and love hand crafting these offerings every single day. The baskets are weaved from coconut leaves. Each basket is filled with seven different types of fresh flowers as well as other various objects. The only time women get a break from this ritual is when they are menstruating. This is when they are considered "impure" and unfit for the job at the...

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Waking up in Bali

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Waking up in Bali

I thought hawaii was a tropical romantical paradise, until I came to Bali. I mean it is, but nothing in comparison. Waking up in a plush villa sandwiched between two rice paddies every morning is serene. My husband does his morning circuit workout on the deck outside. I sip some tea in my robe on the balcony and marvel at the view of them both.   Its very humid here, much more than Kona. We slip into our private pool for a refreshing morning dip. We whisper as if we are going to wakeup the rest of the island. We...

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Life serves the risk taker

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Life serves the risk taker

The adventure began when six of us jumped in the back of an old beater truck. We drove through villages and jungle foliage, past temples and rice paddies, weaving between motorbikes, janky construction sites, and women carrying oversized baskets on top of their heads.We arrived at a bamboo shack in the middle of a farm where our tour guide slapped some stinky, damp, mildewed, life vests and helmets on us and sent us on a 100 stair trek down the mountain to the river bank. The stairs were all shapes and sizes and built of all materials possible. Power lines...

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A person's a person, no matter how small.

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A person's a person, no matter how small.

To all you mothers, with grown babies, living babies, and angel babies; Happy Mothers day. As I celebrate all the mamas in my life, I can't help but feel a deep sadness in my heart. I never thought it would happen to me. But it did. And I'm finally ready to break the silence and talk about it. Eager for some good news, we rushed to our appointment. We giggled as we pulled into into the "expectant mother's" parking space. We checked in. Waited. Saw a doctor. Waited more. Hours went by and It wasn't exciting anymore. Now, it was terrifying....

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