All posts tagged: bali

3 Life Lessons I Learned in 3 Hours

Life is created through words, so it’s no wonder that a language course taught me more about living than vocabulary. If you’re in Bali, I recommend taking at least a 3-hour Crash Course like this or, at the very least, taking 3 minutes to read what I discovered. Things I had previously felt annoyed by here in Indonesia now

Happy 6 Month Anniversary SE Asia!!

Exactly 6 months ago I hopped on a plane to Bali with no return ticket to the US (much to the airline’s chagrin…that’s another story). I remember, like yesterday, the feeling of dread and fear in the pit of my stomach before I left–or, rather, leapt. It’s a feeling I’ve had before and continue to

Malaysia: Beyond Words

“When for the first time something starts happening which is beyond words, life has happened to you, life has knocked at your door. And when the ultimate knocks at your door, you are simply gone beyond words – you become dumb, you cannot say; not even a single word is formed inside. And whatsoever you

The Best (and Longest) Date I’ve Ever Had…that Hasn’t Ended

I am so sick of hearing about self love and self care and it not making a damn difference. Most of us “know” that these are keys to health, happiness, abundance, etc., yet some of the most abusive relationships are with ourselves. One day something finally snapped for me in Bali and I’d had enough.

My Last Good Meal…

I’m honored to be featured on Last Good Meal, the blog by Emellie Rustemian, who covers food and art (what a perfect match for me)! Check out the interview here.

Eating up Bali

Bali food has definitely been one of my favorite parts of this journey…where do I even start? Well, as I sit down to write this, I’ve just finished drinking the fresh juice out of a coconut and am getting ready to scoop out the tender meat for a little post-yoga snack. Okay, it’s not so

Ubud, Bali Day 1: Leap and the Net Will Appear

As the plane touched down, I knew my life would never be the same. A rush of emotions washed over me: oh my God, I’m actually here. I left New York, my job, everything (except one bag) and made it to Bali. I could have cut the vulnerability in that moment with a knife. I