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Showing posts with label Island of Gods. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Island of Gods. Show all posts

Wednesday, 16 April 2014

The island of Gods

The image of Bali conjures up images of skies painted pink and orange, lusciously green rolling rice fields, steep ominous volcanoes, large smiling faces, bustling markets and reverend ceremonies. Images that attest the fact that this island has something special going on. What sets the island apart though lies a lot deeper. The Balinese people are masters of equilibrium. Living in that holy place all the while respecting nature, producing arts and crafts, paying homage to their Hindu gods with ceremony and prioritising family and friends at every opportunity. They are devoutly committed to self-care and healing, and hold a big vision for how they live their lives. One that is innately connected.

Here is a collection of short stories of people, places and experiences that capture Bali’s essence. Where magic collides. Where spirit comes to life. Where the divine dances in the light of the day and the celestial bows in the dark of the night.

And it really is no wonder it’s called the Island of Gods.


Ketut
He laughs.

It enwraps you.

His whole face lights up. His old murky blue eyes twinkle with soft gentleness. His mouth wide in mid grin. His skin wrinkled, lining years of smiles and chuckles. 

Freckles and spots mark his nose, a speckled canvas painted by countless days in the sun. He may have few teeth remaining, but his face is full.

Full of happiness. Full of life. Full of love.