Cost of Nomadic Living: Bali

I spent the last 2 ½ months soaking up the relaxed tropical bliss of Bali. Don’t misunderstand though — just because I spent time sipping coconuts, swapping life stories, and gazing at the lightning of distant thunderstorms, doesn’t mean that I left behind everything from home.

One deep-seated passion that came through each day with me? Spreadsheets.

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Books for the Plane: Choose Yourself

Disclaimer: This isn’t an objective book review. It’s the personal story of how one book recently interacted with my life and travels. I share because I think there’s useful nuggets here, but if it seems like it’s all about me… it’s ‘cause these are the only eyes I get to see through! Continue reading “Books for the Plane: Choose Yourself”

Three Non-Material Things…

12:30am, this Thursday morning (my last morning), in Ubud.  The stage lights here at the Onion Collective had just been switched off, and the moon shown beautifully through her cloak of fog, and the silhouettes of pregnant papaya trees.

The delightfully rowdy Irish folk, their bantering partners from the witty UK crowd, and the deeply reflective Germans had all gone to bed for the night, but my new Australian friend an I stayed floating blissfully around the pool – contemplating life, between laughter-filled turns down the water slide. Continue reading “Three Non-Material Things…”

Songs for the Ride: Alaska

My “Songs for the Ride” series aims to share with you my ever growing and changing playlist for the road-trip through life… especially when they directly relate to our travels.

I love emotion.  I love aliveness, and having my heartstrings pulled, and awe and wonder and appreciation. I also love poetic subtlety, and when all of those massive human feelings emerge out of something quietly simple and tender.

I’m about to share with you a video that primarily features two people sitting quietly listening to a song.  What comes out is, to me, magic. Continue reading “Songs for the Ride: Alaska”

A Brief Introduction to the Mayan Calendar

You may have noticed a few scattered references to the Mayan calendar throughout my blog lately, and I think it’s time to fill you guys in. Here in Bali, I’ve taken a dive into studying this ancient way of time-keeping, and it’s opening a lot of interesting positive psychological area for me. They say the best way to learn is to teach, so I’m going to share with you, what I know.

One of the most beautiful components about the calendar, as I’ve been taught it, is that it isn’t a dogmatic system where information is handed down from above, but rather a path of inquiry, where we each find our own resonance, from deep within our beings.

Thus, I can only speak from my experience with this study – so that’s the version of the story you’ll get. Continue reading “A Brief Introduction to the Mayan Calendar”

Life Lessons from Island Motorcycling

I recently had the great pleasure of joining a few friends for a weekend on the sparsely populated Balinese island of Nusa Penida. It had been nearly 15 years since I’d piloted a motorbike, but renting myself a scooter to take over on the ferry was the only way to join the adventure, so I went for it.

Along the way, I was reminded just how many metaphors for living well present themselves to you when riding a motorcycle. (I think that’s why motorcycle analogies are the primary language of my good ol’ pop.) Here’s a summary of what I learned over the twists and turns of a few days’ jungle ride. Continue reading “Life Lessons from Island Motorcycling”

But I Don’t Wanna Fly

Acroyoga is awesome. I really enjoyed being hoisted upside-down on someone’s feet for the first time in Puerto Rico, and using my strength to lift friends into the air in Venice Beach. There’s a whole acro community here in Ubud, and lots of opportunities to “fly” (as they call the aerial part of the practice). I keep feeling like I should go join them, but it’s remained just that… a “should”.

The truth is, acro just isn’t pulling me right now. I just simply don’t want to do it. Continue reading “But I Don’t Wanna Fly”